LOGINBranded by her parents’ betrayal, Lyra Fenris has spent her life in chains of shame, hated, starved, and treated like dirt. But on her nineteenth birthday, her cruel Alpha, the very man who’s made her life a living hell, feels the unthinkable: the mate bond. Alpha Larry Talbot wants nothing more than to hate her…but his wolf has other plans. Their bond is savage. Their past is poison. And their future? Explosive. Love wasn’t part of the curse. But now, it might be their only salvation.
View MoreThe halls were too quiet that night.Too still.Too heavy with something I couldn’t name.After dinner, after Larry shattered the cup and stormed out, I stayed in my room pretending to read, pretending to breathe normally, pretending not to replay the scene a thousand times.Pretending not to imagine what he would do next…or who he would run to.The lamps burned low.The moonlight painted silver lines across the floor.Sleep avoided me as stubbornly as Larry avoided kindness.The silence unsettled me.Usually, I could hear Larry’s footsteps somewhere, his pacing, his muttering, his anger simmering through the walls.Tonight... nothing.No movement.No sound.No presence.I shouldn’t have cared.But the silence felt wrong.I sighed and pushed off the bed. “Just check,” I whispered to myself. “Just… see if he’s alive. That’s all.”That was the lie I told.I left my room quietly, closing the door with barely a click. The corridor was dim, candlelight flickering weakly against the stone
Dinner in the great hall always felt like a performance. Not a meal. Not a gathering. A stage built for power, politics, and silent wars. The long tables were already full when I entered. Warriors, elders, families. Eyes flicking up, pausing on me, then darting away as if looking too long would stain them. Zara sat beside Larry dressed like she owned the world, leaning close enough that her perfume clouded the air around him. She laughed at something he said, touching his arm with deliberate sweetness. He didn’t move away. He never moved away. I forced my lungs to work as I walked to my usual place further down, near the servants and lower-ranked wolves. It had become the only place where I could breathe. But I hadn’t even reached it when Larry’s voice cut across the hall. “Lyra.” Every conversation stilled. Every eye turned. Zara smiled like she’d been waiting for this exact moment. I lifted my chin. “Yes?” Larry gestured lazily to the empty spot in fron
LyraThe council chamber always felt colder than the rest of the pack house.Maybe it was the stone walls.Maybe the high ceiling that swallowed every whisper.Or maybe it was the way every pair of eyes always seemed sharpened, watching, weighing, waiting for someone to bleed.Today was no different.Except this time, I was the one standing in the center.The Elders sat in their semicircle, robes dark as storm clouds. Zara was off to the side near her family, smugness practically dripping off her like perfume. Larry stood near the head chair, arms crossed, gaze blank.Silent.Unmoving.Unhelpful.Elder Rowan tapped the butt of his staff against the floor. “Luna Lyra, we have called this assembly to assess your preparedness to fulfill your duties.”Preparedness.That dangerous word.I clasped my hands behind me. “I understand.”Zara stepped forward, voice sugar-coated. “The Luna plays an important role in upholding our customs. I’m sure Lyra won’t mind answering a few questions.”A few
The pup, whom I’d started calling “Ash”…slept curled beside my pillow, small chest rising and falling with delicate, uneven breaths. She was healing slowly, but she was healing.And somehow, taking care of her loosened something tight around my heart. I wasn’t whole, not even close, but the cracks didn’t feel as sharp when she was near.Still… I couldn’t stay locked in my room forever.I needed to breathe different air.I needed people who weren’t Larry or Zara.I needed something, anything to remind me that I wasn’t invisible here.So that afternoon, I made my way toward the servant quarters.Several maids were gathered near the laundry line, folding fresh linens. Their chatter ebbed the moment I approached, drifting off into awkward silence.A few bowed stiffly.A few looked at the ground.One walked away entirely, pretending she suddenly remembered a chore.I forced a gentle smile. “Good afternoon.”Two mumbled a quiet greeting.No one met my eyes.I stepped closer. “I wanted to ch
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