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p. My head still ached with the previous night, and my throat was parched. I looked at my phone agai

d knocked. "Lyra?" My voice c

ans

cked and Dam

a?" I asked

eturned a few hours ago, she was not there. Perhaps she went

ing about? She's eighteen,

ke daughter," he sneered. You vanish all night and come back li

y hair, red eyes, but I did not deserve this. "Don't

an omega. Weak. Pathetic. And your

eard a voice behind him, which I k

breathe.

t surprised. I stayed out of pity

ore eyes. "Don't do this i

ng. There were two huge sui

I already said, coldly

door wider. "You h

mie

slammed i

. I cleared my throat, and looked down at my phone

replied at once. "Wher

d the house was deserted. Your phone was not going through and dad was

g my knees shake. "No, no, sweetheart. You did the

ffled.

e face. Then I walked away out of

the couch next to her grandmother with red eyes as a re

she whi

tly. "I'm here.

me, but did not speak. Her

ds. "Sweetheart," I began softly. T

ned. "Wh

ogether any more. But that doesn't

ars but she shook her head. "I knew it," she sa

r her should

ed some time." She got up and went to

to have room. My mother looked at me with a sad face

nd could not trus

Lyra. She was sitting at the window,

oftly. "It's tim

r w

said, and I had to smil

head. "I don

y n

in her eyes. "Because I don't want a m

're hurt, baby. Everybody is not like your father. The Moon goddess

I do not believe

lease, just

ed after hours of ple

lready assembled--wolves of every grade wai

and calmly nervous. I took her hand

aring. Tonight we feast the marriage of sou

round the audie

e, holding their hands together and the E

at me, confu

e," I wh

y the seat of the Alpha. There was a young man, sitting

like a bolt

was

nger fro

ght. What is

d not hear it. I was staring at him--the man

art s

f, and gulped. "Why is