He spoke with such a powerful voice, even without any physical interaction. "You are in my domain," she said. And you're injured. ".
Lyra could only bury her head in her mouth and stare at the man who had just transformed from a creature of shadow to one of strength. Kai. The name grew unrevealed in her mind, a quiet whisper that resonated with the raw, wild energy emanating from him. His now-human silver eyes possessed the same gravitational pull as his wolf. The. Her defenses were stripped away by their excessive observation.
He stood tall, towering over her. Rhys's muscular frame, the chiseled muscles of his hands, were in stark contrast to his polished strength. Kai was wild, elemental. He emitted scents of pine, wet earth, and something truly powerful, like uncontrolled magic.
With a gentler voice, "Are you capable of walking?".
Nodding, Lyra moved herself up and wincing back pain as new waves of pain swept through her arm. The rogue had suffered a massive injury from his teeth and was experiencing bleeding. Her white dress was shattered and warped. At the time she felt weak and exposed, completely vulnerable.
Then Kai looked up at her arm, eyebrows raised.' He proceeded to remove a piece of cloth from his worn trousers and wrapped it around her wound, which was unexpected given his possessive nature. He was greeted by scorching heat as his calloused fingers brushed against her skin. It was not unpleasant, but jarring, the foreign current against her skin.
"It's not going to work," he whispered, more attentively than she. "You require a place to rest.".
He turned around and began to walk into the depths of the forest, hoping that she would follow him. Lyra paused, her thoughts preoccupied. He possessed the strength of an Alpha. She was rejected and harmed. Was she safe? Even the thought of facing the Silvermoon pack in return was more daunting than any unforeseeable threat. Additionally, he had only saved her.' She had no choice.
He was followed by her, who stumbled and tried to keep up his deliberate strides. Here, the forest was ancient and dense, with tall trees blocking out most of the moon's light. But as the air dipped, Lyra felt she was too worn out to even notice.
They spent several hours walking into the still, untouched wilderness.' The pain in Lyra's legs, the throbbing in her arm and the spinning of one hand caused her to experience hunger and fatigue. Kai waited until she reached a hidden opening in rocky outcropping, almost undetectable against the roots and vines.
He said: 'My den,' I am safe there.
Lyra followed, her eyes adjusting to the dim light. A surprisingly dry cave was present, covered by soft fur and emitting a faint wolf scent. In the center, a flickering, liturgical fire was present, and it cast eerie shadows. It felt... ancient. Safe.
Kai pointed at a stack of furs in the vicinity of the fire. "Remain.".
Food and small talk were not given by him. Standing silently and with a strong presence, he gazed at her from the side. His silver eyes never left her sight. Shivering, Lyra pulled the furs tightly around her as she curled up. The fire's heat was a source of happiness.
"Why?" she quipped, her voice hushed. "What do you want to help me with? ".
The look on Kai's face was unwavering. "You were in my vicinity.". Rogues are a blight. In addition, you have an unusual aroma. Not fully human. ".
Lyra frowned, confused. "I'm human. The words were painful, echoing Rhys's ruthless refusal. "I have no wolf.".
With a whiff of something like amusement or disbelief, Kai's lips raced. "We can see you on." His voice was low and almost growling. Until you're healed. I will only know you until now.
"Until I comprehend your true nature," he said with a chilling expression. In a sense, he was keeping her captive. He was a fearsome and controlling Alphabet. She, being a simple individual, was completely at his mercy. However, there was a hint of something else in his eye, which could have been curiosity or even recognition.
Lyra was awakened the next day by a pleasant smell of woodsmoke and an unrelenting pain in her arm. Kai had left, but beside her was a small bag of fresh fruit and sliced dried meat. He was providing for her.
Testing her broken arm, she ate slowly.? Pain was present, but the bleeding stopped. Lyra was immersed in a strange new routine as the days passed. Kai departed early in the morning and came back at night, frequently carrying new kill or herbs.More often. Although he rarely spoke, the cave was filled with his presence of quietness and surveillance.
He urged him to personally treat her wound. Changing the makeshift bandage was an unexpected but firm experience from his touch. Lyra felt a strange current once more, feeling shivers as his fingers gently touched her skin. At times, when his eyes met hers, there was a sudden expression of deep possessiveness that made her heart skip circles. This happened often. He was a wild, feral creature, and she resided in his domain.
The moon's elevation caused silver stripes to appear across the cave entrance, and Lyra tried to engage him in conversation. "They are not my friends... they are the Silvermoon.". Do you know them? ".
The eyes of Kai were squished. "Rhys is in Silvermoon." What happened? They're proud. He's arrogant, and his voice was a bit bitter. "They cross our threshold.".
Lyra said in a blurted voice that Rhys had rejected her, saying "I was weak.".
My lack of merit was still repressed. ".
Kai's eyes shrunk, emitting a faint glow of darkness, almost impervious to protection. With a determination, still stare at her for what felt like an eternity: "It's weakness that often makes you look bad to the person who judges it," he said.'"And there was also ice in his eyes.
His simple yet profound words resonated deeply with Lyra. Her first words of comfort and validation after being rejected. She was infused with warmth, unlike the perplexing heat of their touch. This was hope.
Their fragile tranquility was about to be shattered.' Lyra woke up on the fourth night to hear distant howls, not the familiar sounds of Kai's pack. Something angry and desperate. It was Rhys's pack. They were close. Too close.
He saw Kai with his head snapped and his nostrils smashed. He stooped with determination, his gaze flickering with a fierce, predatory light. "They have crossed over here," he growled at himself with fear.
Lyra's breath caught. They were hunting her. Rhys refused to let her go.' The. His intention is to verify her departure and potentially punish her for fleeing. Fear, both acute and icy, penetrated her body.'". Her safety was guaranteed here, but her presence made Kai's territory vulnerable.
With a tone of voice, Kai said: "Just sit here.".
No matter what. ".
At a slow pace, he transformed into the magnificent black wolf in an instant. He had such a strong presence. Before disappearing into the depths of the cave, he whispered a silent prayer of protection to Lyra, his silver eyes closing with him and thunderous as those twinkling in her ears made an almost audible sound.