Chapter 5 ~Grayson~

She woke up in a room. The room was big, covered in sparkling gold, ray of sunlight directed to her face from the upper window in the room, she woke up knowing fully well she wasn't supposed to be laying on a comfy bed, she rubbed her eyes gently to see where she was at; if she had been taken back to the one place she despised. It looked different.

She stood up, removing the blanket over her body; she heard voices coming from outside and walked slowly. A young girl dressed in a beautiful white dress but fitted and flayed at the lower ends met her; she was beautiful. Lyra smiled at her.

"Where am I?" -She gently said.

Rowan giggled.

"She even has a pretty voice" -she whispered.

Lyra wondered what was going on, she did not mind escaping if she has to but this welcoming behavior was pleasing.

"You are at the Silverhowl's Pack and you are safe here." -A rather matured voice said from the other end.

"Rowan, why haven't you prepared her for the feast?" -Rosalind asked.

"Mother, I'll do that immediately."

Lyra smiled at Rosalind as she continued staring at the beautiful place. Rowan bathed her in a warm bath filled with scented roses and soaps and after that perfumed her body.

She combed Lyra's hair down exposing her facial beauty and made sure oil was applied to her hair for a pleasant smell.

She could remember what it used to be like in the Dunson's Mansion. She didn't know what was happening until a group of maidens came inside distracting her from thoughts.

They placed food, dresses, Jewelry, shoes, handbags. Rowan giggled nonstop as she couldn't help but admire Lyra's beauty even before she had chosen anything to wear.

Finally her makeup was put on but she decided to do it herself to make sure her bruises were covered properly.

Meanwhile, at the Dunson's Pack, Damien discovered Lyra's disappearance. He was restless as he wasn't able to focus, something about her seemed to have bothered him and so he decided to engage in the search.

"Do you know what happened to me or how I got here?"

Finally, she said something.

"You were found helpless by the Alpha king and he himself brought you in and have decided to take care of you, according to him, the rogue wolves whom him and his guards was after were chasing you and you led them directly to him" -Rowan said omitting nothing.

"The Alpha king? Who is he?" -She asked softly.

"He's my uncle, and don't worry you'll be sitting with me and I'll guide you throughout the feast" -She cheerfully said and assured her nothing was to be a problem.

Then, a male voice was heard. A gentle knock was heard and Rowan hurriedly hugged him. His arms were opened for a hug. Lyra knew it was him, the one who saved her life; the Alpha king.

She came out from the dressing room and stepped into the room not with the intention to interrupt their moment but to finally meet the man who saved her life.

In front of her was a beautiful face she has never seen, he was tall and his body physique exposed his beautiful posture.

She was speechless as she felt a connection bond and her wolf couldn't resist crying it out. She managed to control herself but at that moment, she was lost in his eyes.

His eyes sent words she couldn't quite place her fingers on but she knew he wanted her which she did as well. A soft tender cough by Rowan interrupted the moment and Grayson realized himself so did Lyra.

"How are you?" -He said still lost in her eyes, he slowly looked at her lips and back to her eyes still trying to guide his thoughts.

"I'm very well my king." -She said as she bent her head a little lower, while she was at it, she thanked him for saving her life.

He smiled at her and hugged his niece as he left. Rowan made a soft laugh as she ran to hug her.

"He likes you" -Lyra was pleased.

Few hours later, they went for the party. As she stepped downstairs in a red fitted dress that gave a sexy slit from her thighs to the legs exposing what such beautiful oily skin she had, so was Grayson's eyes fixed on her.

Rowan directed her to wear she would sit.

Eyes were fixed on her so she was a bit shy, her eyes met with Grayson's and then he sent smiles. She found no one seated beside him, Rowan noticed her eyes darting around until she whispered to her

"The king is looking for a mate." -Lyra acted like the information wasn't necessary but still smiled at her and wondered if Rowan could read minds, turned out she could actually.

An enforcer was calling out the names of the list of kings and their packs. Lyra excused herself and Grayson saw her leave, he quickly stood up and followed.

He seemed to be drawn to her. As she walked, she admired the beautiful endowments of the big palace. She needed to find the restroom; finally she found it and went inside.

Grayson immediately followed her inside and shut the door.

"My king" -she swallowed her saliva as she mustered the courage to speak.

He slowly approached her.

"I needed to be sure you were alright; you seem to have fear shown all over you." His hands were folded behind him as he stared intensely into her eyes.

She walked back slowly till her back hit the wall.

"What is it about you that make me lose focus? Oh, Lyra what have you done to me?"

As he came closer to her, he felt her breath and how she could not resist him. She rushed out feeling nervous while he followed.

The man started announcing the arrival of people who were invited; kings of important pack, the Alpha king knew people but one king was absent, and instead his greatest enforcer replaced him. And when they called out to the pack and the enforcer, it sounded familiar to her ears.

Very much, as she stood up and raised her head aiming for a sight, Grayson noticed it and saw the tension on her face. Lyra's eyes met with the eyes she wished didn't see anytime soon; it was Azuras.'