Novel & Cerita Ethan X Lyra

he laughed. Ethan struggled to smile. Clearly shaking from rage. He was breathing Heavily and staring at the grip Damian had on me. Damian opened the door and I slipped into the car. They shook hands once again but this time Ethan griped his hands tighter and longer. Earning a ouch from Damian and then Ethan covering it up with a smile. Damien got into the car and we drove off. Thought I’d give you guys a peek on Olivia Thanks guys Love you ❤️❤️❤️

Ethan cut through her statement as he made his way in. “Sure, take your time.” Lucia bowed her head slightly at him. “Please excuse me.” She walked out with Sera behind her and they slammed the door, leaving just Ethan and myself. “Myra..” His voice softened. “You’ve been ignoring my calls and messages, what's wrong?” He cupped my face in his hands, and tried to caress my cheeks but I pulled away. His touch burns and I couldn’t help but think how he could be so pretentious. Like he wasn’t glad I didn’t reach out so he could have all the time to mess around with Tiara.

"Yes, Sylvia. He's serious about her. Has been for a while now, very serious." He was about to say something more, about how Ethan was an idiot, about how I deserved better. But then my phone buzzed with a notification. I'd set Ethan's social media to special alerts—a pathetic habit I suddenly regretted. Even Alex could hear the notification sound in the quiet room. "Don't look at it, Sylvia," he warned, but I was already reaching for my phone. Instagram. Ethan had posted something new. The photo made my blood freeze. A woman's hand adorned with a massive diamond ring—clearly a Luna ring, with the traditional moonstone centerpiece surrounded by diamonds.

Ethan has dark locks with just a hint of a natural curl while his eyes copy his mother's eyes, olive almost frosted with a deep honey color. Katie shook her head away from her thoughts of Ethan just in time for her friend to ask, "How do I look?" Katie immediately replied, "Beautiful! Whoever is lucky enough to be your mate should spend all of his days and nights thanking the Goddess for the gift she has shared with him." A slow blush crawled across Emma's face as Katie's words meant the world to her. As she embraced her friend she said, "I hope I'm right about you and Ethan. You know I always think of you as a sister. Your mate bond would make it official."

“Because you are worth so much more than that bastard you chained yourself to for thirteen years. And if you can’t believe it yet, then at least believe me when I say this: I will never lie to you, Lyra. Not ever. Even if I sometimes hide the truth to protect you.” Mara exhales sharply, the sound cutting through the room. “Lyra… do you remember Ethan’s boss? The one who practically runs the entire music scene like it’s his kingdom?” I nod slowly. Of course I remember him. Everyone does. But I have no idea why she’s bringing him up now. Her gaze hardens for a moment before softening again. “He once told me he was thinking about marriage. Said he didn’t want someone flashy or loud. He wanted a

And worse– was she? ~~~~~ Later that night, I find Lyra again. She's by the garden terrace, staring at the moon like she was trying to uncover every mystery it carried. “You didn't have to do that.” She says without looking at me. “I'm not some token you flash when your pride is on the line.” “I know.” “I'm not yours, Ethan.” “I know.” I repeat, even though I hate the sound of it. She finally looks at me, eyes softer than I deserved. “You can't just start kissing me out of the blue when you deem appropriate.” Her voice drops.

“I forgot to introduce you two. Forgive me.” “No, it's okay. You did introduce me to them. So uhm… do you know him well?” “Him? Of course,” she smiled. “His name is Luke and he is the beta to Jaxon.” The beta, not bad. “Is he …?” I shook my head. There’s no way Lyra will know if he is married. And what if he is? Am I really prepared for that news? “Is anything the matter?” Lyra asked me, noticing the faraway look on my face. “Have you met him before?”

Isabella said, her eyes narrowing as they landed on me, and for a split second, I saw a flash of pure, unadulterated terror in her gaze before she masked it with a smirk. "This is Lyra, my new Executive Secretary, and she is the reason Elias Marcus is currently being fitted for a pair of handcuffs, so I suggest you keep your comments to yourself," Xavier replied, while he walked over to the little girl and knelt down to give her a brief, stiff hug.

She hesitated, then added, "Emotionally? That takes longer, child. Much longer. And you shouldn't try to do it alone." But I am alone, Lyra thought. My mate is a liar and my best friend is a murderer, and I'm more alone than you could possibly understand. "Thank you," she said instead, sliding off the examination table. Her legs felt weak, but she forced them to hold her weight. "For everything. And for your discretion." Eleanor caught her hand before she could turn away. "Lyra, are you sure everything is alright? Between you and the Alpha? You can talk to me if—"

Lyra rolled her eyes and walked to the door, just as she was about to open it, the door flung open and a delicious scent hit her. Just as she was beginning to bask in the intoxicating scent, her eyes met his familiar blue ones. At the sight of the eyes, her breath caught and she mustered a word. “J?” *** Lyra had just been craving a particular raspberry and white chocolate cupcakes. It was the week were they abstained from every non vegan food, but Lyra being Lyra always gets what she wants. She sneaked out of her dorm and headed towards Tyler's corner. Whenever she wanted to do something illegal, Tyler was her buddy, her partner in crime.