Chapter 6: Where Are You Going To With My Mate?

Lyra’s POV

I laughed.

The sound tumbled out of me before I could stop it. "You're funny," I commented with a scoff. "Home? What home, Kade?" I asked him, raising my brows at him. I had no respect for him again as an Alpha, so I called him without his title.

"Kade? I? Your Alpha? Kade?"

"You are not my Alpha," I said through gritted teeth, spitting at him. "Get lost, you bastard!"

This man had the audacity to pretend as though everything was alright. As if he had not been childish by saying he rejected me while the whole pack watched.

He could have chosen to ignore it, and then after the ceremony, reject me privately— in a way that no one was ever going to know. Even if he had rejected me in front of a crowd, he did not have to throw it in my face that I was lowly.

But despite the hatred and anger bubbling up within me, I could not help but feel a guilt within me— hell, I was not even sure what emotions I felt, but it was something towards him.

Stupid bond! I cursed internally, hating the fact that I was still getting a few butterflies fluttering in my stomach from the way he called my name.

"Our home," he said, emphasizing on 'our'.

"Oh dear, you are... Funny."

"This is not a joke, Lyra, I need you."

"Need me?" I threw my head back in a fit of laughter that was more intense than the first. "Oh dear. A noble person needing a lowly servant? Would that not taint your reputation?" I asked snarkily.

"You don't have to be like this, Lyra," he commented with a sigh, pulling me closer to him. "I had to reject you. Not that I wanted to."

"Not that you wanted to?" I cackled. "Nobody put a sword to your neck, Kade!" I yelled, feeling tears sitting at the corners of my eyes— ready to drop down. "Absolutely nobody! But you rejected me, and now you come back asking me to go home with you?"

I shook my head. "You do not get to do that, Kade. We have no home— we built no home together!"

"Lyra..."

"No,' I continued, raising my right hand to silence him. "I am going nowhere with you. I have a home here, I have people who look up to me as Luna."

"You really think so?" He questioned, raising his eyebrows at me mockingly. "You think you are Luna?" He asked me.

"I don't think— it is what I am," I said firmly, feeling annoyed by his words.

"You are not Luna here. You can only be Luna with me, Lyra," he said. "Look around you... We both know this is the unbound lands... This is not even a real pack— it's just a holding place for rogues and ravagers looking for a home."

"And they found one!" I spat at him. "If that is it, I am a rogue too. After all, I was cast out from your pack like I was nothing."

"No one ever cast you out," he said to me. "You chose to leave of your own accord.'

"You might have as well cast me out the moment you rejected me!" I yelled. This time around, I could not stop the tears from pouring out of my eyes in torrents. "While living in the pack, I never belonged— even the other servants... People who I was on the same rank as me treated me lesser," I continued, my voice breaking as I spoke.

"If this rogue land you so-called 'true packs' does not treat me as a dumping ground, it is the only place I feel like I belong? Then yes, I shall happily belong in the trash. I shall happily live with castaways like myself. People who understand what it feels like to be me."

"I am offering you a chance," he said calmly, as though all the words I had said did not matter to him. "A chance to be someone great. Do you know what it means to be the Luna of SilverClaw? A title so many covet?"

"I am not part of the multitude," I told him, my voice tight with anger. "I do not covet that position. The last thing I ever want is to be with you or Luna over the people who rejected me."

"You are being childish and not thinking this through, Lyra," he told me. "How much have you been brainwashed by these uncultured rogues?"

"Brainwashed?" I laughed. "Forgive me for not being stupid and running back to you," I snorted. "Forgive me for not begging you to take me back, Kade— since doing the opposite of that means I have been brainwashed."

"So you mean to tell me you are happy the way you are? Calling this filthy place your home? Calling mediocrity and backwardness your home? Do you not see the clear contrast between this place and SilverClaw?" He asked me, his eyes boring into mine. "Do you not see the glory of the SilverClaw pack? Do you not see how much better it is than this dump?"

"Call it whatever you want. It is my home, go back to your home filled with elegance and splendour," I spat at his feet.

"I have asked nicely, Lyra," he said. "Now, I am not giving you a chance," he hissed, tugging at me— his nails digging into my skin as he dragged me. "Let's go!"

"Let go of me!" I yelled, resisting his pull with all the strength I could muster, but it seemed insignificant against Alpha Kade's strength.

"Still weak as always," he chuckled, suddenly lifting me and throwing me over his shoulders, turning to walk away.

"And where do you think you are going with my mate?" A voice growled, and then there was a sudden flash of silver. A dagger has been placed at the tip of Alpha Kade's neck.

With golden eyes flashing in anger, Alpha Riven blocked the path with three black wolves baring their teeth behind him.