Novels by ANURIKA ANGELA

Lyra's POVI had spent enough time in the cell that the suppression no longer felt like an attack.At first it had been unbearable. Every instinct in my body had pushed against it. Every part of me had wanted to fight it, test it, break it.That urge faded eventually.Not because I accepted it.Because there was no point wasting energy on a wall that refused to move.The suppression became part of the environment instead. Like the cold stone beneath my feet or the stale air trapped inside the room. Something I noticed without constantly thinking about.I sat cross-legged near the drain in the corner.The stone beneath me was older there.That much I was certain of now.The rest of the floor had been cut from smooth grey blocks. The stone surrounding the drain was rougher, darker, worn by age in a way the surrounding floor wasn't. It looked like it belonged to an older structure that had existed before this facility was built.More importantly, the suppression felt different there.Not

Kael's POV"They're here."I looked up from the map.The Enforcer standing in the doorway didn't need to explain who he meant.The three Alphas had finally arrived.I pushed away from the table and headed for the underground war room.My boots echoed against the concrete floor.The compound was quiet this early. Most of the pack was still asleep.Or pretending to be.Nobody slept much these days.Not after Lyra.Not after the Council.Not after the silence where the bond used to be.I shoved that thought away before it could settle. There were more important things to deal with.The war room door stood open.Voices drifted out into the hallway.I stepped inside, three men looked up and the room fell quiet.For a second, nobody spoke.Then one of them snorted."Damn."I recognized the voice immediately.Gideon Hart, Alpha of Ironvale. He leaned back in his chair and shook his head."You look like shit."I dropped into the empty seat at the head of the table."Good morning to you too."

Darius's POVBy the time I reached Ravencourt, the sun was already sinking behind the skyline.The city looked exactly the same as it always did.Ordinarily I found the sight reassuring.Today it felt distant.My hands remained steady on the steering wheel as I guided the car through evening traffic, but my thoughts kept returning to the eastern forest.To the fallen tree.YyTo an old woman who somehow knew more about my body than the physicians I'd paid millions to employ.I hated that.I hated uncertainty.Hated mysteries.Hated situations where other people possessed information I didn't.Yet here I was.Driving back into my own city with dirt still clinging to my coat and answers that only seemed to create more questions.My phone vibrated again.Twelfth missed call from the same number.Dr. Keller.I declined it again.If the situation had become critical, he would have called emergency services. The fact that he was still attempting to reach me personally meant he wanted a conve

Aelindra's POVI felt Lyra die shortly after dawn.The sensation wasn't dramatic. There was no flash of pain, no vision, no voice carried across the distance. The bloodline had never worked that way. What reached me was quieter than that. It was a disturbance moving through something older than memory and older than language. The kind of signal only another Veyrith would recognize.I was crossing the eastern forest when it happened.One moment the connection was steady. The next it vanished.I stopped walking and listened.Most wolves would have heard nothing except wind moving through the trees. I heard the silence where a living Veyrith should have been.Then, several moments later, I felt the second pulse.The beginning of regeneration.Lyra was alive again before her body even knew it.I closed my eyes briefly.The first death was always unpleasant.The first return was worse.When I opened my eyes, I turned south and continued walking.Darius had confirmed some things at the tree

Lyra's POVThe third time I counted to a thousand, I realized I was cheating.Not intentionally. Just... losing track.The cell did that. Time softened here. Hours stopped feeling like hours. Minutes stretched and folded over themselves until everything became measured in routines instead.The opening of the door. The delivery of food. Caelindra's visits.That was how I tracked anything now.Three visits since I woke up.Maybe four if I'd slept through one.Hard to know.The suppression built into the walls flattened everything.Not completely.The Veyrith was still there. I could feel it if I focused. It was like a distant pressure beyond reach. Like standing outside in winter and seeing a house through frosted glass.You knew the warmth existed. You just couldn't touch it.I sat on the edge of the narrow cot and pressed my palm against the stone wall beside me.Cold, solid and unimpressed by my circumstances.The tether was still gone.I pulled my hand back immediately.No. I wasn't

Kael's POVThe room stayed quiet after Vance spoke."You'll need more than Enforcers."Nobody moved.The war room's stone walls seemed to absorb the sentence and hold it there.I looked at him from across the map table.Vance wasn't a man who enjoyed dramatic entrances. If he'd interrupted a briefing, it meant he believed what he had to say mattered more than everything already being discussed.That alone got my attention."What exactly are you offering?" I asked.Vance didn't answer immediately.Instead, he reached inside his coat and withdrew three folded sheets of paper.There were old fashioned files and seemed like they'd been forgotten for over a centuryHe placed them on the table between us.The room's attention shifted instantly."Three messages," he said.I looked down at them. There weren't any markings or signatures visible from here."When?""The first arrived the morning after the tribunal."A muscle tightened in my jaw. The tribunal felt months ago but it had been days.