MasukEvery memory inside Lyra’s bloodline awakened at once.Pain exploded through her mind so violently that she screamed.The world around her shattered.The burning capital disappeared. The storm vanished. The courtyard dissolved into silver light.And suddenly—She was somewhere else.Another life.Another time.Lyra stood atop a massive black mountain beneath a silver moon so enormous it consumed half the sky. Endless armies stretched across the land below her, thousands of wolves kneeling beneath silver banners that snapped violently in the wind.The First Wolf Empire.She knew it instantly.Not because someone told her.Because she remembered it.The realization nearly stopped her heart.Her armor gleamed silver-white beneath moonlight while ancient markings glowed across her skin far brighter than they ever had in the present.And beside her—Kael.No.The Shadow King.He looked younger somehow, though infinitely more dangerous. Black armor covered his body while shadows curled arou
Silver light began rising from beneath the city.At first it looked almost beautiful.Thin streams of glowing energy spilled upward through the massive crack splitting the capital streets apart, illuminating the storm-covered night in soft silver.Then the screaming started.The light touched one of the fleeing civilians.And the wolf instantly collapsed.His body convulsed violently across the snow while silver veins spread beneath his skin like fire.Guards shouted in horror.“What’s happening to him?”The man screamed once—Then his eyes turned completely silver.Lyra’s stomach dropped.“No…”The transformed wolf slowly stood.Not fully himself anymore.His movements looked wrong. Jerky. Controlled by something else.Then he turned toward the nearest guard and attacked.Chaos erupted instantly.More silver light burst from the cracks spreading across the city streets while terrified civilians fled through the snow-covered capital.Every wolf touched by the light began changing.The
The Voidborn howled.The sound ripped across the frozen mountains like a death sentence, shaking the kingdom hard enough to send snow crashing from rooftops and castle towers.Every wolf in the capital froze.Fear spread instantly.Not ordinary fear.Primal fear.The kind buried deep inside blood and instinct.The massive creatures emerging from the storm beyond the northern gates looked nothing like normal wolves anymore.They were monsters.Towering black bodies streaked with glowing silver markings moved slowly through the blizzard while their eyes burned unnaturally bright in the darkness. Some walked on four legs. Others shifted disturbingly between wolf and human forms as they approached the kingdom walls.And there were too many.Dozens.No—Hundreds.Lyra’s breathing became uneven as she stared beyond the ruined gates.The silver markings beneath her skin burned painfully again.The creatures felt familiar.Wrongly familiar.Like some ancient part of her bloodline recognized t
Something woke up.The realization slammed across the continent like a nightmare.Deep beneath the northern mountains, ancient darkness stirred violently as the sound of breaking chains echoed again through the kingdom—louder this time.Final.The ground beneath the castle trembled hard enough to throw several guards off balance while cracks spread violently across the courtyard walls.Far below the capital, wolves screamed in terror.Not from battle anymore.From instinct.Every wolf alive could feel it now.Something ancient had awakened.Snow poured harder from the black sky above while distant mountain peaks groaned like living creatures shifting beneath the earth itself.Cassian’s expression had gone completely cold.“We’re out of time.”Kael’s silver-black eyes remained locked on Malachar.The twisted creature stood among broken stone and darkness, black blood dripping slowly from his claws while his unnatural silver eyes gleamed with satisfaction.“You hear it, don’t you?” Mala
She remembered his face covered in blood beneath a burning silver sky.The vision crashed into Lyra so violently that her knees nearly gave out.Fire consumed massive stone towers around her while wolves screamed somewhere beyond the flames. Silver banners burned in the night air, collapsing into ash as blood covered the battlefield beneath them.And Malachar—He knelt before her.Broken. Bleeding. Terrified.“Run,” he had whispered desperately.Then darkness swallowed everything.The vision shattered.Lyra gasped sharply back into the frozen courtyard, trembling hard enough that Kael immediately steadied her against his chest.“What did you see?”His voice sounded low. Dangerously controlled.But beneath the calm she felt it clearly now through the bond—Fear.Not for himself.For her.Lyra’s breathing remained uneven.“I know him.”The words dropped into the courtyard like a curse.Malachar’s twisted smile widened instantly.“Yes.” His silver eyes gleamed unnaturally. “You remember.
Something laughed.The sound slithered up from beneath the castle like living darkness.Low. Ancient. Wrong.Every wolf in the courtyard froze instantly.Not even the storm seemed willing to move.The crack splitting across the frozen courtyard widened violently with a deafening crunch of stone, black darkness yawning beneath it while icy air rushed upward from somewhere deep underground.And then—Another laugh echoed through the fracture.Closer this time.Lyra felt her blood turn cold.Her wolf recoiled violently inside her.Fear.Pure instinctive fear.Whatever was beneath the castle…Even ancient bloodlines feared it.Kael immediately pulled Lyra behind him, dark power exploding around his body in sharp violent waves.“Everyone back.”The command cracked across the courtyard with Alpha dominance strong enough to force several guards stumbling backward instantly.Magnus drew his blade.Lucien’s expression hardened.Cassian looked furious.“You idiots opened the lower chamber.”Mag







