LOGINLYRAThe fortress had never felt so crowded. Dax’s arrival had changed everything.Every corridor was lined with guards and every conversation dropped into whispers the moment I walked past. Every glance lingered a little too long and I had become a question no one could answer.I hated it.The only place that still felt untouched by the chaos was the training grounds. The air still carried the crisp scent of dew, and the first rays of dawn painted the packed earth in shades of gold. Few people came there this early.For the first time in days…I breathed.“You always hide here?”I didn’t need to turn. It was Rael.“I wasn’t hiding.”“No?”“No.”He folded his arms. “You disappeared before breakfast.”“I wanted silence.”He nodded once. “I understand.”The words surprised me. Most people answered loneliness with advice. Rael answered it with understanding.There was a difference, probably coming from experience. RAELShe looked lighter here, away from everyone who stared at her like sh
LYRAI hated interrogation rooms. Not because they were frightening, but because they were built to make silence feel heavier than words.The chamber was small, circular, and windowless. A single lantern burned above the stone table between us, throwing long shadows across the walls. There were no chains. No guards inside. Just four people. Rael, Elder Cian, Dax and me.No one spoke for nearly a minute until Dax finally broke the silence. “You’ve had the pendant since childhood.”It wasn’t a question. I nodded. “I was found wearing it.”His eyes lingered on the crystal resting against my chest. “Has anyone ever managed to remove it?”The question caught me off guard. “I’ve… never tried.”Cian frowned. “You’ve never wondered?”“I assumed it was just a necklace.”Dax gave a humorless smile. “It isn’t.”I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. “I think I’ve gathered that much.”For the first time, he laughed. A quiet sound. Almost warm. “You’ve changed since the reports I received.”Rael s
RAEL The first thing I noticed was the silence. It wasn’t just the absence of sound. It was the absence of life. The forest surrounding Ironclaw had always been restless. Birds called from the branches. Small creatures moved beneath the brush. The wind carried endless scents from miles away. But tonight? There was nothing. The entire forest had gone still like it was waiting in anticipation. I stood atop the eastern wall, staring into the darkness beyond the gates. The scouts had returned an hour ago. They reported Thirty wolves, one banner and one message. Dax was coming. Not attacking nor hiding, he was coming. Which was somehow worse because an enemy who attacked was predictable, but enemy who walked calmly toward your home usually believed they already had control. “You’re thinking too loudly.” Liam. “You have a strange talent for appearing when you’re unwanted.” He leaned against the stone beside me. “I prefer the term ‘dramatic timing.’” “You prefer annoying people.”
LYRA The dream lingered long after I woke. Not the words, nor those eyes. But the feeling. Dozens of girls standing beside me on that endless black earth, all connected and waiting. Not by pack ties and definitely not by mate bonds. But something older and deeper. The sensation followed me into morning and throughout my day. Into breakfast and every corridor of the fortress. Wherever I was, I could feel them. Faintly, but still a feeling. I could hear their distant heartbeats from miles away. And that terrified me more than the dreams ever had. Because if I could feel them, could they feel me too? The fortress was restless, everyone was on edge. Messengers ran through corridors and even the guards moved faster. The council chamber doors barely stayed closed. Meetings were constantly held because everyone wanted answers. Something was happening and it felt like a storm gathering beyond the horizon. Then I rounded a corner and nearly collided with Rael. His strong hand immedia
RAEL The council chamber exploded into arguments. Exactly as expected. The moment Elder Cian declared that the symbol did not belong to the Moon Goddess, decades of certainty shattered. Some elders demanded proof and others accused him of heresy. One elderly priest looked moments away from fainting. Personally, I was beginning to wish he would. It might have quieted the room. “ENOUGH.” My voice slammed into the chamber. Silence followed. Cian looked grateful. The priest looked offended. A fair trade. “Explain,” I ordered. The elder stepped forward slowly. For the first time in my life, he looked uncertain, not scared. Which was somehow worse. He unrolled another parchment onto the table. This one was older. Much older. The edges had darkened with age and several portions were nearly unreadable. Yet one thing stood out immediately. The symbol. A circle split by a vertical line and wrapped by curved markings. Ancient, the exact same symbol that had appeared on Lyra’s p
LYRA The moment my hand touched Rael’s, the world seemed to pause. Not literally of course, given that the music continued, people kept laughing in their personal conversations and the torches burned. Yet for one strange heartbeat, everything beyond us faded into the background. And all I could feel was him. Warm fingers, a steady pulse, the roughness of calluses earned through years of training and the certainty in his grip. As if he already knew I wouldn’t pull away. It annoyed me because he was right. “It’s only a dance,” Rael repeated and I raised an eyebrow. “Still lying.” A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, a dangerous smile. The kind that made him look less like an Alpha and more like a man. Which was infinitely worse for my peace of mind. The gathering had grown louder as the evening deepened and music drifted through the courtyard. Soft drums, strings and the occasional burst of laughter. Normal things. Things I hadn’t realized I’d missed until now. Rael ext







