152 Nymeris

Lyla

I struggled between sleep and consciousness.

My body felt heavy as if unseen chains held down every part of it. My head throbbed with a dull, piercing pain that grew louder with every attempt to stir. I struggled to open my eyes, but something was pressing down on me. It was so suffocating that for a moment; I forgot to breathe.

I struggled, gasping for breath, thrashing all over my bed as I prayed for relief. Just as the darkness seemed to heighten, and I felt like I could die any moment, the force stopped.

My eyes fluttered open finally, and I gasped. I was in a strange place–a strange compound – but it looked ancient and strangely familiar. The air was thick with the scent of wet wood and damp earth mingled with the faint fragrance of wildflowers planted at every corner of the compound.

A wooden fence enclosed the entire compound, carved with very elegant designs. Towering above the fence were houses carved with thick stones and logs. The rooftops all had asbestos and carved wooden beams, and in front of the house was a bold wooden sign that said Alpha House.

“Where am I? What is this place?” I whispered to myself, trembling.

My heart raced as I took a tentative step forward, my bare feet sinking into the soft earth. The compound was quiet except for the rustling of leaves as I moved on them. I turned in a slow circle, trying to understand my surroundings, when suddenly someone threw open the wooden gate guarding the compound.

I froze.

A woman stormed through it, her long, brown hair with two silver stripes running down the front of the hair flowing like a storm cloud behind her. A fierce expression was on her face, and fury filled her eyes. She wore a deep crimson flowing dress with silver embroidery at the end.

Behind her, a young man followed close, with desperation on his face. His broad shoulders were tense, his jaw clenched as he reached out to the woman.

“Neriah, wait,” he pleaded.

Neriah?

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I stared at the woman who was supposed to be my recantation. The only thing that could tell us apart was the dress she had on, compared to my wrinkled jogger and crop Tee I was wearing.

staring at

whirled around. Her eyes were blazing. “Don’t

man chasing after her sighed.

reached out and grasped her arm, pulling her to himself. “Neriah, please…” he begged.

languages you understand, that I am not interested in hearing whatever excuses you want to

“I need you to listen to me, his voice had softened too as

is not the man

me repeatedly is love that you nor anyone in this pack has ever

Love sometimes goes beyond your expectations

want to be with someone who gets me literally and in all the

everything you do without complaints? Now, don’t get me wrong…I love you so much and I am ready to put up with anything, but occasionally we argue, we fight and we make

have to fight and make up. I don’t want to be your mate anymore. Take it or leave

stop you.

told us so far and his so–called movement to liberate our world. He’s asking

wants to gain infinite access to the Werewolf and Lycan world

to gain infinite

Werewolf and Lycan

inhumane treatments. For

possible!” the man gritted his teeth, literally shaking with anger. “That’s not how the universe was built.

we are. We cannot all

I believe him,”

a hand through his hair, gazing at her for a few seconds. “You’re making a big mistake.

you.

the right man for me?” she spat. “What makes you think I’d choose you? Just because a Beta became an Alpha doesn’t give you

like us to begin with. He doesn’t even have a wolf, neither is he an Alpha. He doesn’t have the bloodline or strength. He’s

ringing out. This time it was hollow. “No, he isn’t an Alpha I although his eyes were brimming with annoyance and you have no right to interfere. The man took another step closer, his frustration was evident in his voice now. “Your choice is going to destroy you! Corvus is evil, Neriah. You know nothing about him. where he comes

please!” she cut me short. “I think

don’t see reasons for doing any of these. I will have to go to your father and the council and report them to you. They need to know the

ahead,” she mumbled, her voice trembling, “Tell them. But when you do, get ready to see me die. Because

as though he wanted to argue. But no words came.

up her body. My heart ached watching the scene, but before I could react, the door

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