Mated To Alpha Kessler

Lyra’s POV

These past few days have been a roller coaster of emotions for me. I avoided going in contact with anyone, and I stayed locked up in my room.

I was scared that if I went out, my power might unleash itself without me knowing.

I just feel lost without a sense of direction. Julie has been very helpful, bringing me food and every essential I need.

Most times, to take in fresh air, I stay outside the corridor, secluded in my room, and view the pack from my horizon.

Julie walked in and greeted, “Good morning, Lyra. Trust you are fine.”

I looked at her skeptically. “You seem over the moon today,” I asked her.

“I’ve always been like this, Lyra,” she replied with a smile.

I rolled my eyes, then it struck me to tease her a bit about Zach. I have seen the way she was flushed when she was in proximity with Zach the other day.

“Or did Zach ask you out on a date?” I asked, then immediately zipped my mouth with the gesture of my hand.

I swear I saw all the blood rush to her cheeks, flushed. “Oh my goodness, you like him!” I exclaimed.

Julie’s cheeks turned an even deeper shade of red, and she fidgeted nervously under my gaze. “No, no, it’s not like that,” she stammered, attempting to regain her composure.

But her reaction only fueled my teasing. “Come on, Julie, don’t try to deny it. I’ve seen the way you two interact,” I teased.

She came closer, holding her hand to my mouth. “Shh, someone might hear you,” she exclaimed, her eyes widening in alarm.

“Is it not a bad thing to have a crush on someone?” I teased, playfully nudging her.

“Lyra, it’s not a crush. I love Zach so much that I can’t explain it,” she confessed, her voice filled with sincerity. “He makes me feel so many things I can’t just explain. When I see him, he seems to light up my world even without trying,” she said dreamily, lost in her thoughts of him.

Her confession left me speechless, realizing the depth of Julie’s feelings for Zach.

“I couldn’t help but exclaim, ‘Wow, who would have thought that Julie could be this romantic?'” I told her, looking at her with admiration.

“Does he know?” I asked her.

“No, he doesn’t,” she replied, playing with her fingers nervously.

“Why haven’t you told him how you feel? Do you think he will shut you out?” I asked, sensing her hesitation.

“Zach has been through a lot,” she admitted, her expression reflecting a mix of emotions.

“Hmm, that’s a new one. Who would have thought that Zach, a good fellow, had been through a lot?” I said, feeling confused by this revelation.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Lyra, we all have our battles,” Julie replied, her voice filled with wisdom. “It’s the way we face them head-on that makes us a winner.”

“True,” I agreed, contemplating my struggles and challenges.

“So, what’s his story?” I asked, turning my attention to Julie, eager to hear more about Zach’s past.

“He met his mate, but she rejected him to be with an Alpha,” Julie explained somberly.

“Wow, that’s gruesome. That must have been a very painful experience,” I remarked, feeling sympathy for Zach.

“Yes, it was,” Julie confirmed, her expression reflecting the weight of Zach’s past struggles. “He was a shadow of himself, but I’m happy he is back again. The Alpha King was his strength, helping him through the heartache.”

“And you?” I teased, nudging Julie gently.

The mention of Kessler made my heart twitch and prompted a series of questions to flood my mind: What if he rejects me? What if he ultimately mates with Annie and declares he doesn’t want me again? What will become of me? Will his parents approve of me? Will his pack members accept me?

The weight of these uncertainties pressed heavily upon me, leaving my heart feeling burdened and my thoughts troubled.

As I wrestled with these fears, an inexplicable energy began to emanate around the room. The whole space seemed to tremble under the weight of my emotions, increasing the weight of my internal conflict.

I looked at Julie, and her expression mirrored the shock I felt at the chaos around us. I knew I needed to take charge before the situation escalated any further.

Taking several deep breaths, I focused on summoning memories of happier times-like moments spent with my father, pushing me in a swing.

The wild energy in the room began to subside, returning everything to normality. But the effort took its toll, and I collapsed onto the floor.

“Lyra!” Julie rushed to my side in a panic. “What just happened?” she asked, her voice laced with concern.

“Please, get me some water,” I managed to say, my voice strained.

She hurriedly went to the bedside and retrieved a bottle of water for me, which I eagerly gulped down.

“Please, don’t tell anyone about this,” I pleaded with her, desperation evident in my eyes.

“Is the Alpha King aware of this?” she asked, her concern palpable.

“Yes,” I replied with a nod, recalling that it was his intervention that led me to the pack hospital.

“Oh,” was all she said, her expression was a mix of understanding and unease.

“I know it’s a lot to take in,” I admitted, my voice heavy. “But I’m surprised by the surge of power emanating.”

Kessler saw this and was stunned. Perhaps that’s why he’s been avoiding me ever since it happened in his room.

Julie looked shocked as she took in all the information.

“Please, tell no one that this happened again,” I pleaded.

She nodded her head and said, “Okay, you can trust me,” her words were sincere.

I didn’t realize it at first, but I found myself crashing into her embrace, clinging to her as if she were my lifeline. It had been a long time since I’d had someone who had my back like this.

Julie was taken aback by my sudden display of affection. At first, she was stiff, but then she relaxed and hugged me back.

“Sorry,” I muttered awkwardly, feeling a flush of embarrassment.

“It’s okay, Lyra,” she reassured me with a wink. “Anytime.”

“So, what?”

“What triggered it?” she continued.

“I guess it had to do with emotions,” I replied. “Is there any library here so I can research it?”

“Yeah, the library is two blocks away from the training arena when you walk straight down the hall,” she informed me.

“Okay,” I said, making a mental note to go.

“So, what brings you to my room?” I asked her.

“I… I,” she stuttered, seeming hesitant to answer.

I looked at her with a questioning look.

“I came to check up on you,” she said hurriedly.

“Why was it difficult to say?” I questioned her. Then it struck me – she hadn’t come of her own free will; Kessler sent her.

She knew I got the hint. She nodded her head, and a small blush tainted my cheek.

She giggled and left.

I slumped back onto the bed after she left and thought about what just happened. I needed to find the library so I could read and find out about this new power I possess.

I went to my closet, changed into a sundress that aligned with my shape, combed my hair, applied lip gloss, and left the room.

But as I stepped out of the room, I noticed a figure walking past the corridor. She carried an aura of power and strength, walking energetically and carrying herself with poise and grace. I was so awed by her that I stopped to look at her.

She might have noticed my piercing gaze. She turned and looked at me, asking, “Who are you?”

I paused, taken aback by her direct question, and placed my hand on my chest, questioning myself. “Who am I?”