The Lycan Prince’s Wolfless Slave (Academy Romance) novel Chapter 178

The Lycan Prince’s Wolfless Slave (Academy Romance)

Chapter 178

Lyra

“Lyra! Wake up, bug! Come on, open your eyes!”

The voice is like a hammer hitting inside my skull. I groan, My head doesn’t just ache, it feels like it has been sliced off and sewn

back on poorly. Every time I breathe, a sharp pulse of pain shoots from my temples down to my jaw. Dammit…

I force my eyelids open. The light in the room is too bright, turning everything into a blinding white blur. I blink several times,

squinting until I recognize the face hovering over me.

Uncle Cassian.

His face is hard. He isn’t smiling or ruffling my hair. He looks at me with a look of crushing disappointment. I gasp as my senses

finally snap back into place, and I immediately sit up. The movement makes the room tilt dangerously. I have to grab the edge of

the mattress to keep from falling back down.

I look around. This isn’t my room. The walls are a different color, and the air smells weird.

The memories hit me instantly. The moon juice. The dizzying walk through the halls. Daisy’s fake kindness. The Wolmonite. And

Ryan… standing over me, baring his teeth, trying to mark me by force.

My anger rises hot and fast, cutting through the fog of the drug. I want to kill them. I want to find Daisy and tear that smug look

off her face. I want to make Ryan regret ever thinking he could touch me again. They didn’t just try to mark me, they tried to trap

1. me.

I look up at my uncle. My neck hurts like hell where the drug was injected, and I can feel a bruise forming.

“What are you doing here, Uncle?” I ask, my voice sounding cracked and small.

Uncle Cassian glares at me. He doesn’t move to help me up. “No, Lyra. What are YOU doing here? Do you have any idea the kind of

trouble you’ve put yourself in? Do you know what people are saying?”

I’m confused. I shake my head, which was a mistake because the pain intensifies. “What are you talking about? I didn’t do anything!

They drugged me, Uncle. Daisy and Ryan, they-”

“Care to explain this?”

He cuts me off, shoving his phone toward my face. I squint at the screen, and my heart stops.

It’s a picture of me and… Ryan. I’m lying on the bed, and Ryan is over me, his arms around my waist. Our faces are pressed together in what looks like a kiss. My eyes are closed, making it look like I’m lost in the moment instead of being unconscious.

The caption at the top of the picture reads: “Just caught my sis and my ex–boyfriend making out and fucking each other like their

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“No,” I gasp, the phone slipping from my fingers. “No, no, no… this can’t be real. This… Oh, Goddess!”

I suddenly remember the last thing I felt before I blacked out. Ryan pulling me close, his lips almost touching mine while I tried to

push him away.

As a terrifying thought crosses my mind, I quickly pull up the duvet, my hands shaking as I check my clothes. I heave a sigh of relief/

when I see my black dress still perfectly in place. It hasn’t been torn. It hasn’t been moved. My underwear is still there.

I wasn’t violated. Ryan didn’t go through with it. Maybe I won’t kill him just yet, but the damage he helped cause is already done.

“Explain yourself, Lyra,” Uncle Cassian’s voice is cold.

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