27
JARIS
I didn’t expect her to be so stubborn over a mere necklace.
Unfortunately for me, my suite had been facing the very spot where she was seated. So, I could see how long she spent, being stubborn and refusing to leave without it.
I’d been curious enough to open the locket and to my surprise, it turned out to be ashes.
It was old tradition to burn corpses and preserve their ashes. Nobody did this anymore. So, why would she do it? And who did she do it for?
It made me understand why it was so important to her. And for a reason I couldn’t explain, I was forced to go out and hand it back.
She was so furious. Never seen that much anger in her eyes before.
And as she walked out the gate, I continued watching her.
It happened swiftly. She hadn’t been in the way or anything, yet a car ran into her, knocking her to the ground.
It felt as though, breath had been knocked out of my lungs.
I acted on impulse, running toward her, ahead of the securities.
The driver took off, leaving her abandoned by the road.
Something was wrong. She had been in the safe lane. Did that car run into her on purpose?
I got to where she was and scooped her into my arms without hesitation. She was passed out and bleeding from the head. Damnit!
Thankfully, the suite had a health care for urgent situations.
“Have someone follow that car. I want him brought to me!” I ordered the securities around and watched them hurry to execute the order.
I ran into the suite, heading straight to the health care center.
Lyric was well taken care of. It was reassuring when the nurses told me she’d be awake in a few hours.
I got to know she had a dormant wolf. Funny how this was never mentioned to me.
Apparently, it was the reason she couldn’t heal on her own.
With the imminent danger out of the way, I ordered her taken to my suite.
I had booked the suite with two rooms. It was the only one available at the timing of booking.
I laid Lyric in the second room, then went out to speak with the securities that had gone after the driver. Disappointing enough, they’d been unable to catch up with him.
But why would anyone do this to Lyric? It was obvious the car didn’t have the intention of killing her. It only wanted to hurt her.
Whoever was behind this, it must be someone who knew she didn’t have an active wolf and would take long to heal.
For a strange reason, yet again, this fueled me with so much rage. Even my wolf stirred angrily. Why would anyone do this to her?
I called for Nerion who was sharing the next suite with Kael.
Nerion, being my head of security, was very good with digging information. When it came to hacking and being smart, I didn’t think he had a rival.
“I need you to find everything you can on Lyric Harper. First, I need to know what her connection is with Roderick Fletcher. And more importantly, find out if she’s lost anyone important to her in recent years, and if the person’s corpse had gotten incinerated.”
One good thing about Nerion was the fact that he enjoyed getting new tasks. He loved it when he was busy.
“Right on it, Alpha,” he said with a dip and left.
Successfully unlocked!
I returned to Lyric’s room, grabbed a chair and v.
lept.
Retrieving the necklace from my pocket, I opened the locket and felt a sharp pang in my chest when the ashes came into
view.
“Who did you lose. Ivric Harner?” I murmured to mucolf
27
**********
It was exactly three a.m when she finally woke up. I was still on the chair, going through my phone when I noticed her stir awake.
She looked around, and when her eyes landed on me, surprise clouded her visage.
She looked like she was about to throw a million questions at me, but then she touched her bandaged head, and her expression turned sour.
“You were in an accident,” I informed her. Just in case you’re forgetting.
“Who was it? Did he wait around?” The way she asked, she must also suspect it was intentional.
I shook my head, hating how disappointing that was. “They couldn’t catch up with him.”
She darted her eyes around the room for a second time. “Where am I?”
“In my suite.”
She looked at me like I’d just told her she’d been sold to me.
“You were in an accident, Lyric. The suite had a health care center. When they were done treating you, I had to bring you to my room. I only had to do this because people would talk if they got to know I abandoned my soon–to–be Luna.”
She gave me a quizzical look. “So, you do care what people say, after all.”
“I chose my rumours, Lyric.”
She touched her neck and paled. Knowing what she was about to ask next, I held the necklace up to her. “It’s here.”
She peeled herself from the bed, coming to get it from me. Well, she had been through a lot. So, I didn’t let her struggle for it and just handed it over.
To my surprise, she started for the door.
“What do you think you’re doing?” My brows arched.
“I’m leaving.”
Right. I thought you were going to fix the door or something.
“I have an extra room where I’ll be spending the night. Get back to bed, Lyric.”
“I don’t want to,” she snapped. “Not to sound ungrateful, but don’t you think it’s your fault I got hit in the first place? If you hadn’t taken this from me, I wouldn’t have been here in the first place.” Her eyes flashed with hurt.
Maybe she had the right to be mad, but I didn’t really care. The least she could do was thank me for letting her touch my
bed.
She wrapped her hand around the door’s knob. The woman was getting on my nerves.
“Damn it, Lyric! Get back here before I do something crazy!”
That did the trick. She visibly shuddered and looked at me with a kind of fear.
Okay. Maybe that came out harsher than expected. But there was only little I could do when I had someone constantly upsetting me.
A fucking tear dropped to her cheek. But she walked away from the door, back to the bed, sitting with a huff and her arms crossed. Well, I didn’t care that she looked like a brewing hurricane right now. As long as she was there.
“If you need anything, ring the landline,” I told her before taking my leave.
Honestly, I wasn’t sure I could survive one year with this woman. She was frustratingly infuriating.
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