Hello! Guys, I freaking love reading your comments. They never fail to make me smile, knowing you guys enjoy my story. But, alas, these next few chapters aren't going to make any of us smile. I've been dreading writing these last episodes because they're so beyond emotional and they mean the end of Mama Hale.
-Recap-
After some testing, I discovered that my claws are longer and so are my canines. The worst part, though, was that my other eyes weren't purple anymore. They were a sharp, vibrant red.
(Lyrica's P.O.V.)
"Lyrica, you shouldn't be out of bed." Cora says as soon as I step foot out of my bedroom.
"I'm fine. I need to stretch my muscles." I brush her off, clutching my side as I lean against the wall.
"No, you're not fine, Lyrica." Cora sighs, walking up to steady me.
"You're right. My husband went out with our pack without informing me and attacked a whole pack of alphas and nearly got all of them killed, including himself. He then leads everyone to think he's dead. Including me." I scoff.
"Wait, what? He's not dead?" Cora gasps.
"No. Because if he was really dead, I wouldn't be able to feel myself healing by the minute." I release an angered chuckle, shrugging off Cora and moving to stand in front of her, my body much stronger. "I also wouldn't be able to feel Derek having sex."
"What?" Cora's eyebrows furrow in confusion. "Having sex?"
"Derek is currently having sex with another woman. I know because I can feel it through the bond. I know it's not Isaac because I can easily target what feelings are coming from who. Normally when Derek and I have sex, it's fun. Like sex is supposed to be. But right now, there's a white hot tingling running through my veins, telling me that my mate is currently fucking somebody who isn't me."
"But that's not something Derek would do."
"Yeah. That's what I thought." I scoff. "But here we are. And I feel myself getting stronger with every second that passes. You wanna know why? Because your brother is straining our mate bond and if it continues, it will start fraying like a string. And after that? It'll shatter. And one of us will be an alpha while the other falls back down to a beta. And right now I'm winning."
Cora's face visibly pale as I flash my eyes at her, the vibrant rose color they once were now diminished to a harsh crimson, closely resembling blood.
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-Time Skip-
-The Next Day-
(Lyrica's P.O.V.)
I'm in the kitchen with Cora and Hunter, making dinner, when the front door opens. The scents let me know it's just Stiles and Isaac and I set down my spoon, walking over to the island.
"Welcome home, Boys." I grin, leaning on the counter top. "How was it?"
"It absolutely sucked." Isaac groans, dropping his bag on the floor and walking around to hug me while Stiles watches us, obviously astonished.
"Lyrica?" Stiles asks as Isaac pulls back, jumping to sit on the counter next to where Hunter is sat, coloring in a coloring book.
"Yeah, Sti?" I question, turning back to stir the sauce on the stove.
"How the hell are you healed?!" He yells and Isaac gasps, Cora laughs, and Hunter stays silent.
"Oh yeah, it turns out, Derek's alive. I found out when I felt through the mate bond, him having sex. And here's a hint, it wasn't with me."
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