Temporary Luna, Permanent Heartbreak - Chapter 59: Chapter 59

Although I didn't think deeply about it, my heart was suddenly struck as if someone had pulled a thread, causing a sharp pain!
Yet I didn't dwell on it and was taken directly to Starlight Media by Freya.
Lyra was also there.
Due to the chaos caused by the Ashford pack, I was afraid of any potential trouble, so I didn't send Lyra to academy that day.
Lyra was led by Thomas.
"Mama!" She quickly rushed into my arms. Even though it had only been a few hours, she missed me dearly.
I lowered myself to catch her small body, feeling the soft and tender touch in my embrace, and my once frozen heart softened instantly.
"Is Lyra being good? Didn't you disturb Uncle Thomas's livestream?" I asked gently.
"Not at all," Thomas replied on Lyra's behalf, his voice clear and gentle.
It inexplicably reminded people of the clear spring in a mountain stream.
His fair and clean face showed a hint of concern for me. When he looked at me, his eyes curled in a way that was just right, not offensive.
"Mama, Lyra is being really good," Lyra chimed in.
In fact, after hanging out with Marcus and Freya for some time, Lyra's temperament had changed quite a bit, becoming mischievous and lively.
But she wanted Thomas to be her daddy.
Lyra thought that if she behaved well, Thomas would like her more.
"Uncle Thomas is handsome and gentle. He can also do difficult dances on the ice." Lyra praised Thomas endlessly, glancing at me with her big eyes.
It was clear that she was trying to promote Thomas to me.
I understood her little scheme but pretended not to notice, gently booping her nose and saying, "Mama has something to tell you."
Lyra reluctantly waved to Thomas, "Goodbye, Uncle Thomas."
Freya felt a bit jealous and said, "Even at such a young age, she knows to be infatuated with handsome Alphas and forget her friends."
Lyra pouted and ran over to give Freya's nose a peck. "I haven't forgotten my godmother. See, I only kiss you like this; I've never kissed Uncle Thomas."
Indeed, she reserved the kisses for her mama.
Freya chuckled, feeling satisfied. She playfully returned the kisses on Lyra's little face and then nudged her gently, "Go inside with mama now."
I took Lyra into Freya's dedicated office.
I closed the door.
Settling Lyra on a chair, I gently pressed her small shoulders and spoke up, "Mama has talked things through with the Ashford pack today. From now on, they won't take you away anymore."
"Really?" A visible relief washed over Lyra's little face.
The memories left by the Ashford pack during their last encounter were too unpleasant, making her even more resentful of them.
"Mama, were they bullied you?" She immediately expressed her concern.
Using her soft little hands, she gently examined my face, inspecting it from top to bottom.
In her memory, when Diana was unhappy, she would slap me.
Only when she saw no marks on my face did Lyra feel at ease.
I silently watched my daughter's every move, feeling a soft warmth in my heart.
During my time with the Ashford pack, only Lyra cared about me.
Every time I was slapped by Diana or treated harshly by Pamela, Lyra would come to comfort me.
Holding her tender little hand, I smiled gently and said, "Don't worry, Mama won't let them bully us anymore."
"Also, Mama wants to apologize to you." At this point, I lowered my head with embarrassment and explained to Lyra how I had convinced the Ashford pack to give up on us.
"I'm sorry, Lyra. Mama set a bad example, so please don't follow me in this matter."
Even if I didn't say it, Lyra would eventually find out from the Ashford pack.
Besides, we had a close relationship as a family.
I wanted to maintain a democratic and open relationship with Lyra rather than a traditional elder-and-junior relationship.
"Mama said I'm the daughter of the boss of Starlight Media, and you happen to be the boss of Starlight Media, it's the truth," Lyra cleverly replied. "So, mama didn't lie; you just changed the way of speaking."
Her words surprised me, and I couldn't help but pause.
When did this little pup become so clever? She even knew about the "way of speaking"?
Seeing my puzzled expression, Lyra proudly blinked her big eyes and said, "Uncle Freya and Uncle Thomas have taught me a lot about hosting live broadcasts and told me that the way of speaking is very important in attracting others' attention. I've been learning diligently."
Lyra had a look of pride, as if she were saying, "I'm very capable, and I'm proud of it."
I couldn't help but burst into laughter.
I remained silent and continued to stroke the soft hair of the little pup.
Lyra's progress was clearly visible.
Cutting ties with the Ashford pack was indeed a wise decision.
As I was thinking, my phone rang.
I looked down and saw a familiar number.
This number was so familiar to me.
In the past, I had wanted to dial this number countless times, but I never dared to touch it.
Afraid that the other person would be dissatisfied.
But now I suddenly feel nothing?
I realized that once a person decided to change, they could become as calm as still water, cold, and ruthless.
For example, now I had no desire to hear that voice again.
Without hesitation, I hung up the phone without even considering it.