A Tale Of Revenge And Redemption

7

LYRA'S P.O.V.

My body trembled as I fell to the ground with tears rolling down my cheek. I couldn't do this anymore, my body was tired, and my eyes were getting heavier by the second. I needed to sleep, but I needed to make dinner as well.

I pushed myself off the ground and walked to the kitchen before I began making dinner and entirely ignoring the smell of smoke in the kitchen.

“George do not do anything until I get there” I heard Ragnar's voice and I looked up to see his face filled with worried

“Is something wrong?” I asked bluntly and immediately regretted it as he looked at me with anger in his eyes, but I could see that he was worried about something.

“The pack business is none of your business” He walked out of the house and drove towards the pack which made me sigh

Something wasn't right and if Beta George had to call him it meant the entire pack was in danger and I couldn't… My thoughts came to a halt as Elara sat on the couch with nothing but a bikini on like it was her home.

“What do you think you're doing?” My voice was laced with jealousy, but I didn't care, her mere existence bothered, yet I couldn't kill her.

“Face your work…" I banged the knife against the counter, and she looked startled by my actions.

“You are in my house, Elara, you have no rights to where that even if my husband is away!” I snapped and just then Ragnar worked in looking stressed out and confused as to why I was holding the butcher knife, but his eyes snapped to Elara and it glowed in lust.

You have got to be kidding me!

“Get dressed someone else might see you” He kissed her lips, smiled and walked upstairs while I stood there shocked at what had just happened

Tears threatened to fill my eyes, but I blinked back. I walked back to the kitchen to see that dinner was done, but it lingered in my mind that he was staying in the office late not because of work but because of Elara

After three months of our wedding he started acting strange and hated me even more it was only because of her, she was stealing him away from him this entire time

“Lyra can you….” I threw the knife at her, but she was quick to dodge, “... What the hell is wrong with you?” She growled at me, but I shifted into my wolf and launched towards her.

I was filled with rage and I had the intention of shredding into pieces, that's what she deserved after betraying me in this manner. I scratched her face with my claw, and she screamed in pain, but that didn't satisfy me and I ripped off her
   
I shifted into my human form and demanded to be left alone, but Ragnar's hands against my body calmed me down slowly even if I wanted to rip him apart as well, but I couldn't, he was my mate.

“Have you lost your mind?!” He held my neck against the wall as I looked at him with nothing but disgust.

“A year of marriage and you were seeing her?!”

“Who I am seeing is none of your business…"

“I am your mate! Your wife and if you wanted to reject me, you would have just that!” I growled while breathing heavily towards him.

“I warned you about this marriage, and we did it because father liked you, but you killed him and if you lay a single finger on Elara again, you will regret your choice of ever being mated to me”

“I've always loved you, Ragnar. What more do you want?! Is it her? A woman from the company? A woman who is nothing but disgusting? Who is going to rule the pack when you pay a visit? Elara? When she forged the papers for investors? She can't even take care of a damn company, and you want her to take care of a pack? Have you lost your mind?”