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Story: Moonlit Betrayal
“I am on my way!””Zane said, clutching those words like a lifeline.
He hung up the phone and told Seth to get the car ready, eager to head out and find me.
As he grabbed his belongings in a rush, he muttered under his breath, his voice buzzing with excitement: “I knew it. Lyra couldn’t have died. We never recovered her body from the cliff base, so she must be alive. Simply stay alive, Lyra. I am coming for you, and I will make things right.”
I left that place of sadness with Ryker and returned to live with his pack, where we kept to ourselves.
I tried to forget the past, Zane, and all the pain, but in the quiet of the night, my thoughts kept drifting back to him and the good times we’d had.
One day, Ryker and I were gathering herbs in the garden when we heard a knock at the gate; he went to answer it, frowning.
When Ryker opened the gate, he saw Zane on his knees, his face streaked with blood, his eyes filled with pain and regret. Ryker’s face twisted with rage, and he swung without hesitation, snarling, “You’ve got some nerve coming here!””
Zane did not flinch; he took the blow without protest, remaining on his knees and pleading, “I just need to see Lyra, please.”
Ryker drew back for another hit, but I stood firm and met Zane’s gaze with icy stillness, refusing to let his words penetrate my mind this time.
Zane’s eyes lit up with excitement the moment he saw me. Still on his knees, he straightened his posture and held my gaze. “Lyra, I finally found you.”
Ryker stepped between us, his glare intense. “Get out! You’re not wanted here!”
But Zane shook his head, refusing to concede. “I’m not leaving. I need to talk to her.”
I took a deep breath and held my voice steady as I said, “Zane, we’ve said everything there is to say.”
Regret washed over his face as he looked at me. “Lyra, I know I messed up. I came to apologise. I’ll do whatever it takes to earn your forgiveness.”
Ryker was about to throw a punch until I stopped him. I fixed Zane’s gaze, my words cold and deliberate. “Remember? We never had the marking ceremony. We were never really bound.”
He shook his head, stubborn as always. “No. You’re my mate. My only mate.”
The sight of his bloodied face sent a wave of emotion through me. Tears rolled down my cheeks before I could stop them.
I choked up: “Zane, do you remember what I told you all those years ago? I said I’d never forgive a betrayal.”
I took a deep breath to calm myself and locked eyes with Zane. My words were measured and cutting as I continued, “You were the one who betrayed me first, Zane; you broke every promise you ever made to me.”
“You said you’d love me forever, but you chose Anastasia instead and tore me apart. “There is nothing left between us now.”
I turned to leave, but I saw Ryker’s rage in his eyes before I did. He glared at Zane and slammed the gate shut with a loud bang.
Beyond it, Zane’s figure faded into the night.
I expected Zane to back off after this, but instead he rented a nearby flat and began showering me with flowers and gifts on a daily basis.
He hung up the phone and told Seth to get the car ready, eager to head out and find me.
As he grabbed his belongings in a rush, he muttered under his breath, his voice buzzing with excitement: “I knew it. Lyra couldn’t have died. We never recovered her body from the cliff base, so she must be alive. Simply stay alive, Lyra. I am coming for you, and I will make things right.”
I left that place of sadness with Ryker and returned to live with his pack, where we kept to ourselves.
I tried to forget the past, Zane, and all the pain, but in the quiet of the night, my thoughts kept drifting back to him and the good times we’d had.
One day, Ryker and I were gathering herbs in the garden when we heard a knock at the gate; he went to answer it, frowning.
When Ryker opened the gate, he saw Zane on his knees, his face streaked with blood, his eyes filled with pain and regret. Ryker’s face twisted with rage, and he swung without hesitation, snarling, “You’ve got some nerve coming here!””
Zane did not flinch; he took the blow without protest, remaining on his knees and pleading, “I just need to see Lyra, please.”
Ryker drew back for another hit, but I stood firm and met Zane’s gaze with icy stillness, refusing to let his words penetrate my mind this time.
Zane’s eyes lit up with excitement the moment he saw me. Still on his knees, he straightened his posture and held my gaze. “Lyra, I finally found you.”
Ryker stepped between us, his glare intense. “Get out! You’re not wanted here!”
But Zane shook his head, refusing to concede. “I’m not leaving. I need to talk to her.”
I took a deep breath and held my voice steady as I said, “Zane, we’ve said everything there is to say.”
Regret washed over his face as he looked at me. “Lyra, I know I messed up. I came to apologise. I’ll do whatever it takes to earn your forgiveness.”
Ryker was about to throw a punch until I stopped him. I fixed Zane’s gaze, my words cold and deliberate. “Remember? We never had the marking ceremony. We were never really bound.”
He shook his head, stubborn as always. “No. You’re my mate. My only mate.”
The sight of his bloodied face sent a wave of emotion through me. Tears rolled down my cheeks before I could stop them.
I choked up: “Zane, do you remember what I told you all those years ago? I said I’d never forgive a betrayal.”
I took a deep breath to calm myself and locked eyes with Zane. My words were measured and cutting as I continued, “You were the one who betrayed me first, Zane; you broke every promise you ever made to me.”
“You said you’d love me forever, but you chose Anastasia instead and tore me apart. “There is nothing left between us now.”
I turned to leave, but I saw Ryker’s rage in his eyes before I did. He glared at Zane and slammed the gate shut with a loud bang.
Beyond it, Zane’s figure faded into the night.
I expected Zane to back off after this, but instead he rented a nearby flat and began showering me with flowers and gifts on a daily basis.