A Tale Of Revenge And Redemption

8

LYRA'S P.O.V.

I cling on to the soft blanket as I felt the cold wind against my body. I didn't know if it was the pregnancy, but my wolf's heat was not enough to keep me warm.

Ragnar had taken me out of the dungeon and even if it's been three days I spent in the dungeon it was horrible and the smell has still not left my body which made me want to punk as every given moment

A bang on my door brought me back to reality and I looked at the door before another bang made me stand up and opened the door only to see Elara with a smile on her face that made me frown

“You have a lot of work to do today, and you're still asleep”

“It's four in the morning, Elara don't you care about my condition?” I sounded helpless, but honestly, I was close to tears and that's what gave her joy the most.

“The last time I checked I wasn't you both dead but right now, we need to deal with a dead body the entire day” My blood ran cold at the mention of a dead body and she laughed

“Have you lost your mind? I will not deal with you stupid business and…"

“Don't you want to bid your lovely father goodbye?” I let out a sigh of relief as I realized it was father's burial she was speaking of with so much disrespect.

I wanted to rip her throat out, but I needed to be calm. The last thing I need is my baby in danger again.

“What do you want me to do?”

“I don't know, get everything ready. It's happening in three hours time and do not be late” She yawned, and I get she's going back to sleep.

Murderer

I fought the urge to roll my eyes as she gave me a look before going back to Ragnar's room and let out a deep breath, this was not the time to be getting jealous

I immediately started to work as much as I could. Even if my heart was heavy from losing the only parent I had, I couldn't cry, well, not yet, and it was hard for me to not cry.

Darius had taken me in after my parents died in an accident, but it didn't matter that he was the Alpha of the pack he took me in as an Omega and treated me like a daughter

He was beyond thrilled when he found out I was mated to Ragnar but Ragnar wasn't. He hated me since the day Darius took me in. I tried to be friends with him, he shut me out, I tried talking to him, he ignored me.

I figured I should stop, but I fell in love with him even before we were mates. He said he will never love me and things will never work, but he insisted on making Darius happy, but nothing would have prepared me for this moment.

“Lyra!” My attention snapped back to reality as I heard Ragnar's voice.

I immediately walked out of the kitchen to see him with a frown as he stood against the stair railing, he was holding what seemed to be a black shirt and I realized the huge stain in it

“Who did this?” He was angry and that did nothing but make my body tremble.

“I… I don't know, let me get it clean quickly. " He threw the clothes at me and I immediately went to clean it off, but it wasn't cleaning.

I panicked and tried to dye it black but bleached poured upon the shirt and I gasped at the chaos I have caused. I was certainly screwed.

I looked at the time to see that I had thirty minutes left, without thinking I ordered a new shirt in his size. I paced left and right as I tried to be patient while hoping he didn't come down.

“Lyra!” My blood ran cold and just then I heard the doorbell

I immediately ran to the door and collected the shirt and paid him

“Thank you so much…" I shut the door before running upset while removing the tag “... I'm here” He looked displeased, but I handed him the shirt before he slapped the door in my face.

I needed to get rid of the other shirt before he saw that I got a new one. I immediately went downstairs and got everything settled before throwing the trash and burning them up along with the shirt.

That way he would suspect that something is wrong. The sound of the car keys caught my attention and I saw them linked in each other's arms before they left.

I walked to my room to shower and get dressed and as soon as I was done I went to the burial festival while trying to hide me tears away and be invisible in the crowd

The entire pack was here, most women were crying and Elara and Ragnar were next to his casket. I wanted to see him before he got buried and when I took a glimpse I noticed Ragnar looking at me with tears and anger in his eyes.

“What are you doing here?” His voice was low enough for just me and Elara to hear.

“He was my father too” The tears I've been holding in dropped from the corner of my eyes, but that didn't change Ragnar expression

“He wouldn't be that if he knew you would kill. Get out of here Lyra, now!” He let out a low growl, but I was not leaving this place until everything was over.

I walked to a corner away from him and Elara and after what seemed to be thirty minutes of crying alone, a hand grabbed my upper arm and pulled me up. I almost screamed until I realized it was Ragnar

“Ragnar what are you doing?” I asked slowly as he pulled me while people were watching us.

He didn't say again and when we were far away from the crowd he pushed me to the ground in anger

“I asked you to leave this place, didn't I?”

“Ragnar I have every right to be here. Please let me just say goodbye, he was the only parent I had” My voice broke as I begged him, but he didn't change.

“You should have thought of that before you killed him. Be glad I kept you alive because he wouldn't want that, that's how loving my father is, but he doesn't value anything. Get out of here before I let my wolf take control, and you know how he can get” Tears rolled down my eyes knowing what his wolf was capable of and I stood up.

I walked away while sobbing quietly to myself as I head home and I looked up to moon goddess who was probably smiling at my downfall

“How could you do this to me?” My heart was heavy with every step I took, “... I trusted you with everything and did everything you asked but why did you have to take everything away, do you even listen to me?” I pushed the door open and let out a howl and scream of pain.

I wished mum were still here, but of course the moon goddess was not going to let me be happy even in a thousand years. I crashed on my bed and welcomed the darkness before it consumed me entirely.

After what seemed to be the entire day, I woke from my dreadful sleep and I realized they were asleep in Ragnar's chambers. I had slept for so long, it's a surprise that they hadn't woken me up.

I walked downstairs and noticed everywhere was quiet and open, and a thought crossed my mind. I immediately ran upstairs and packed a little bag before walking out to see Elara and I froze.

“Where do you think you're going? You want to…" I smashed the flower vase in her head before she got the opportunity to finish her speech and I ran as fast as I could.

She was unconscious, but Ragnar might wake up, and I couldn't get caught at any cost. I ran towards the east wing of the pack and pulled open the door that was almost forgotten.

Only myself and Darius use the door, but we hadn't come here in a long time. If I needed to keep myself and my baby safe I needed to run away from this pack and this was an opportunity I wouldn't fumble in any way.

I shut the door and ran out of the pack. I could feel myself cutting away from the pack and I knew Ragnar felt it too, he was the alpha after all, but he was also my mate.

I continued to run in my wolf form but with each step I took I was getting heavier. I got exhausted and found a cave to rest, but then I heard a growl and saw two rogues behind me.

You have got be kidding me