Fated For Lycan's Luna (Chloe and Blake) novel Chapter 89

Blake’s POV

In the amidst a sea of documents, Lyra gaze met mine with a mix of surprise and disbelief.

"Lyra," I began, my voice filled with a mixture of determination and vulnerability.

“I need your help.”

“I want to leave the pack and make Arthur the next King.”

Lyra arched an eyebrow, a silent invitation for me to continue. I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts before diving into the depths of my emotions.

“Chloe is in the Red Moon Pack. I can’t follow her because I have to protect the pack.... Especially now when there are threats everywhere,” I started to explain.

“I can’t follow her because I am the King of the Silver Pack. I know that very well...” I continued, my voice sounding more and more solemn until it was barely audible.

“If Arthur accepts the responsibility as the new King of the Silver Pack, the pack will be well protected by him. And... I will be free to follow Chloe,” I told her, not even trying to hide the real reason for my decision.

Seconds passed and Lyra did not say anything. However, her disbelieving expression spoke volumes.

Lyra understood that the driving force behind my decision was none other than Chloe, the one who held my heart in her hands. She perfectly understood it. But being one of the guardians of the pack, she had a lot of considerations.

As expected, Lyra broke eye contact and looked down. Then, she rubbed her forehead as if she was having a terrible headache.

"But Blake," she protested softly, her voice laced with concern. "Are you sure this is the right path? The pack relies on you, and your absence could have dire consequences."

“I know Arthur is competent enough to be an alpha. In fact, I would not say a lot of things if this happened before the attack. But right now... we are in our weakest state. There are a lot of enemies lurking in the shadow, just waiting for us to have a slip,” she said with a cold tone.

“Arthur is powerful, that’s a given fact. But the enemies are getting stronger and stronger. The pack will feel safer with you around protecting us,” Lyra continued before once again meeting my eyes.

I could see the worry etched in her eyes, the weight of responsibility pressing upon her shoulders as she grappled with the implications of my words. Just with the look in her eyes, I knew that she decided to opposed my decision.

Seeing it, I let out a pained laughter.

Silence hung in the air, pregnant with unspoken thoughts. Lyra realized that her words had fallen on deaf ears, that my determination to make Arthur as the new king was unyielding.

“If you help Arthur like what you are doing now, there would be no problem with the pack members. The two of you have been protecting them with me. The members are fully aware of your powers.”

“There are a lot of times when the two of you moved on our own without my assistance. The power that I possess indeed would help, but it is unnecessary,” I told her frankly.

Lyra’s frown turned deeper until she could not help but stand. Raising her voice, she told her,

"Blake, I understand your longing for Chloe, but have you considered how Arthur will react?" she questioned, her tone filled with trepidation.

“We both know that he only follows you. He will not easily accept your decision! If both of you don’t accept the position as the King of the Silver Pack, then what will happen to our pack?!” This time, Lyra screamed.

If it was in the past, I would definitely engage in a verbal argument with Lyra. Both of us are headstrong and don’t easily accept other people’s opinion.

But at that moment, I did not raise my voice. No, I merely looked at Lyra, the corner of my mouth tugged upward in a melancholy smile.