Chapter 2 ~Lyra~

"Ah!"

She groaned in pain rubbing the back of her head trying to ease the pain. She was unsure of where she was as she rubbed her puffy eyes letting out a tiring yawn.

She couldn't move, her hands were tied up and her legs were chained in a cage. She wanted to scream but her eyes darted around observing the tall forests and animals.

Then her mind flashed back, she remembered how she ran away from her father and the enforcers down to when she received a forceful hit on her head causing her to fall unconscious.

Tears rolled down her eyes as it looked like she had finally gotten a clearer view of the person that did this to her; It was Solene, she cried wondering what she actually did to deserve such cruelty.

It took them two long days to reach their stop, Lyra after witnessing what her foster parents did to her; was broken-hearted; she was passed out for over five hours and woke up only to see herself tied up like a prisoner.

Luckily for her, she managed to get the ropes off her hand and clean her red colored hands. She yelled for help as she touched the rails of the cage she was in, it gave her instant electrocution which resulted in her passing out.

Minutes later, she was awake; she made sure not to touch the rail by sitting away from the rail also trying to shield herself from the hot sun. She asked for water from the enforcers who drove her in her cage and sat in front while the horses carried them but no response; it was indeed tiring as luck seemed to have been far from her.

She sat looking at the new environment lost in thoughts. Hopefully, she finds her destined mate and lives happily but destiny had other plans.

They finally arrived at Dunson's pack and she was brought out from the cage and was handed over to the Head servant; Seraphine.

She smiled at poor Lyra and held her by the arm while leading into the palace.

Behind them were three maidens who accompanied knowing fully well what all this was about. Lyra admired the palace and glittering gold shone around that magnified the beauty of the palace.

Seraphine offered her a glass of water and she gulps it down her throat, it amazed the maidens but not the head servant, she understood her pain and what dilemma she must have been through.

Damien, the Lycan king was ruthless and he impacted that fearless attribute to all enforcers and Lyra being a weak Omega, to be added, would attract such cruelty from them.

As they continued walking, Azura walked passed them without looking at Lyra, she recognized that face but as she was still trying to put her thoughts right, Seraphine pushed opened a door in front of them and led her inside.

She was surprised at how beautiful and fashion designed a room could be like; it reminded her of her own small room back at Crimson. One of the maidens came in with a tray of food while the other two set up a hot water bath for her.

She was pleased at such services and glad she wouldn't be hearing the nagging of her sisters and unending abuse from her parents. After she was made welcomed and settled; she laid on her bed wondering what was next.

She liked the comfort but the king seemed to be her point of interest based on the cruel things he has done, she wondered what would happen but all this wasn't necessary like she presumed. If her parents just loved her the way she did towards them, she wouldn't be sold off to someone who might not love her.

It deeply made her sad, what exactly did she do to deserve such wickedness? She thought to herself. While she was in her world of thoughts, a soft yet loud knock was heard; this jolted her out of her thoughts. She turned around to see who it was and then a maiden came in.

"The Lycan King has requested for your presence."

-The maiden said as she lowered her gaze.

The other maiden assisted her with her bath; she put on a nice scented perfume and brushed her hair down. She looked elegantly beautiful and when they were done, they headed to his room.

Lyra came in admiring how well furnished his room was and when she saw him, she looked scared and nervous, she very well knew that face, the same face that gave her sleepless nights. Her gaze dropped and she started sweating. Just like his heart was cold, his face sent no good pleasantries. He had a dark, cold and distant aura and this attracted fear in her eyes but there was no doubt that he wasn't handsome.

She admired his physique and was instantly drawn to him. He was scary but flawlessly beautiful. As he paced around, to get a drink for himself, he offered her a glass.

"Lyra, is it?" - Damien asked.

She nodded gently with her face fixed downwards.

"You understand why you are here or do I need to run down the details?"

As he spoke to her, he liked what he saw, her scent was attractive and her skin made him want her but Lyra had a war within her.

"I do, my king" - she answered him.

Damien sipped his wine and Lyra whom had been fighting within herself pulled towards Damien; it was the strong undeniable mate bond. At that moment, a strong connection was felt and she didn't know what or how to think.

And then, her inner wolf let out a soft moan calling Damien her mate.

He gave her a strong push which made her fall to the ground, he felt disgusted, she didn't know how to explain, she just sat there crying and listening to the awful words that proceeded out from Damien's mouth.

"Do you actually think I would be mated to such weak and low-life omega like you? You must be stupid to think like that." - Damien angrily said.

He called out to the guards.

"Take her away from me! Throw her into the dungeons." - He added.

She was dragged away from his room and locked away from the palace into the dark dungeons.