LOGINLYRA'S POVI made it to the servant's stairwell before the sobs came.They hit me like a wave, violent and wrenching, tearing out of my chest in gasps that echoed off the stone walls. I collapsed on the steps, arms wrapped around myself, trying to hold the pieces together.They didn't believe me.The words played on repeat in my head. *Tests can be faked. Money. Status. You're lying. Prove it.*I pressed my hand to my stomach, feeling nothing but my own skin, but knowing that beneath it, something precious and fragile was growing.Something they didn't want.How long I sat there, I didn't know. Minutes. Hours. Time felt meaningless.Eventually, the tears dried up. The sobs became quiet hiccups, then nothing at all.In their place came something else.Clarity.I couldn't stay here. Not in a pack that had already decided I was a liar. Not with three alphas who would rather deny their own child than face the consequences of one drunken night.Not where every hallway, every room, every co
LYRA'S POVIt took me two days to work up the courage.Two days of scrubbing floors and swallowing bile and rehearsing what I'd say. Two days of watching them from a distance, Kael in his office, Riven training in the yard, Cassian charming visiting dignitaries in the great hall.They looked so untouchable.I almost lost my nerve a dozen times. But every time I thought about running, I felt the flutter in my stomach so faint I might have imagined it, and I knew I had to do this.For the baby.Dr. Harrison had called me back in that morning. Another checkup, more tests. He'd seemed troubled when he looked at the results."Lyra, I need to ask you something, and I need you to be completely honest with me." He set down his clipboard. "Who is the father of this child?"My heart hammered. "Why does it matter?""Because your hormone levels are... unusual. Elevated in a way I've rarely seen." He paused. "Were you with more than one partner?"Heat flooded my face. I couldn't speak.His eyes wi
LYRA'S POVThe smell of bleach burned my nostrils as I scrubbed the corridor outside the Alpha quarters. My knees ached from kneeling on the cold stone floor for the past three hours, but I didn't dare stop. Not when Mattres Franca could walk by at any moment with her sharp eyes and sharper tongue."Lyra! You missed a spot near the window."I flinched at her voice, barely looking up. "Yes, Ma, sorry, Ma.""She sniffed, her expensive perfume cutting through the bleach. "Honestly, I don't know why Kael keeps you around. You're practically useless."My hands tightened around the scrub brush, but I kept my head down. That was the omega way. Silent. Obedient. Invisible.Three weeks had passed since the mating ceremony. Three weeks since I'd felt their hands on my body, their mouths claiming every inch of me. Three weeks since I'd heard them laugh about how pathetic I was.I hadn't seen them since. Not really.Oh, they walked past me in the halls. Kael with his perfectly pressed suits and
LYRA'S POVThe mating ceremony was already a fever when we slipped away.Music throbbed through the floorboards of the great hall, drums and howls and the wet sounds of strangers claiming each other under the full moon. The four of us had been drinking moon-wine since sunset, laughing too loud, touching too much, the way only best friends can when the world feels unbreakable.Kael’s hand had been on the small of my back all night, possessive in a way he never allowed himself to be in daylight. Riven kept leaning in to steal sips from my cup, his tongue brushing my fingers on purpose. Cassian’s clever eyes tracked every shiver they pulled from me, a half-smile playing on his lips like he was keeping score.I was their Lyra. Their little shadow. Their omega friend who patched their wounds, listened to their secrets, made them laugh when pack politics got too heavy.Tonight I wasn’t staff. Tonight I was just theirs.It happened fast and slow at the same time.Riven tugged me into the







