LOGINLyra Blackwood loved an Alpha and was erased for it. Condemned as a human who dared to bond with a wolf, Lyra’s world burns in a single night of judgment and betrayal. Her parents are killed. Her home is reduced to ash. And the pack she trusted declares her a threat that must be removed. But Lyra survives. She awakens in a hidden territory of exiled wolves—survivors of fallen packs bound by loss rather than blood. There, the truth of her lineage surfaces, along with a forbidden Alpha power thought annihilated generations ago. As Lyra begins to understand what she is and what was stolen from her, war stirs. And Cassian Blackthorne, newly crowned Alpha of Thorneveil, is forced to hunt the woman he cannot feel disappear. In a world where power demands sacrifice, Lyra must decide: Will she rule through destruction… or redefine what it means to be a Luna? ⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️ Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents portrayed are products of the author’s imagination. No part of this work is intended to depict or reference real individuals, occurrences or existing narratives.
View MoreAshbourneThe pressure gauge steadied at exactly where it needed to be.I adjusted the valve on the Luna’s Breath chamber before stepping back from the glass tank, watching silver vapor coil slowly through the reinforced container like living smoke. The laboratory lights reflected faintly across the surface while the filtration systems hummed softly around me.At least something in this world still obeyed reason.I removed my gloves carefully and placed them beside the microscope station before reviewing the latest extraction readings scrolling across the holographic display. The numbers were lower than I preferred, but still usable. Redward’s soil had always produced the purest concentration before the continent lost access to it nineteen years ago.A disappointing waste of potential.“Sir… the stabilization curve is holding, but the containment pressure…”“It’s inefficient.”The interruption came before the young researcher could finish. He froze instantly beside the secondary conso
Lyra“No way.”The words tore out of me before I could stop them.Kael straightened immediately beside me, concern flashing across his face. “What’s wrong?”My pulse hammered violently against my ribs as Kyra’s words echoed through my head again and again.I looked at Kael, but it felt as though the world around me had suddenly shifted off balance.“What if Kyra’s right?” My voice came out thinner than I intended. “What if Silver-mist really came from my mother?”The thought alone made my stomach twist, memories I had tried not to touch came rushing back all at once. My parents had gone back to Redward that night, but they never returned.A violent rumble split through Ashland, rattling the warehouse walls as distant voices rose in confusion across the settlement.Kael and I shot to our feet immediately.“What’s happening?” I asked, looking around sharply.“I don’t know.”Another tremor rolled through the ground before Kyra’s voice suddenly cut through my thoughts.‘Look to your righ
LyraWe returned to Ashland in silence.The world blurred around me as Kael pulled me forward through the yard, his hand wrapped tightly around mine whenever my steps threatened to give out beneath me. Everything inside me still felt numb, hollowed out by shock so deep it barely seemed real yet. I tried not to picture Jaxen being dragged away while I stood helpless miles away, unable to do anything at all. I should never have let him come.The thought repeated endlessly inside my mind like punishment.This was my fault.And worse than that, I had blamed Kael when he had clearly fought to protect him. I only needed to look at the restraint still hanging from his wrist, at the bruises darkening his hand where metal had bitten into skin, to know he had tried. Kael would tear the world apart before willingly abandoning someone he cared about.The moment we crossed into the yard, movement stirred around us.Elsa reached us first, relief already beginning to brighten her face before it va
KaelI stood beneath the shadow of the buildings across from High Spire, my gaze locked on the heavy iron doors Jaxen had disappeared through nearly twenty minutes ago.Twenty minutes was nineteen minutes too long for a 'quick look.'Rain lingered in the air without falling, the clouds overhead swollen and dark enough to swallow the last traces of evening light.Warden’s Pass carried on around me as though nothing was wrong, merchants dragging carts through crowded streets while distant train rails screamed against metal somewhere deeper in the city. But beneath all of it, another scent had started bleeding into the air.Iron. Smoke. Victor Ashbourne’s guards.He was here.My hand drifted toward the blade resting against my hip while my wolf paced violently beneath my skin, restless enough to claw its way free if I let it.“Don’t do anything stupid, Jaxen,” I muttered under my breath.The words felt hollow the second they left me. Because the truth was, I should never have let him go
Cassian The quiet inside Marcus’s guest residence was almost unsettling. Most of the other Alphas had returned to their territories hours ago, and the corridors that had been alive with voices earlier now felt hollow and distant. Even the wind outside seemed quieter tonight, brushing faintly ag
CassianThe living room lights had long since been dimmed, but I hadn’t bothered moving from the couch. I lay stretched back against the leather cushions, one arm draped over my eyes as though darkness might quiet the thoughts clawing at me.The council’s offer replayed with infuriating clarity.Cr
LyraThe clearing lay silent beneath the moon, wide and empty, untouched by the life of Ashland. I had chosen this place carefully—far enough that if Aegyris lashed beyond my control, the only casualty would be earth and stone. Tonight, I felt the edge of something different, something nearing comp
LyraElsa stood before me, hands folded lightly, her gaze steady. “Eleven… no, seventeen years,” she corrected softly, almost to herself. “Before any of your… friends arrived. Before anyone thought to make this place anything more than what it was.”Kyra’s voice broke in, gentle but teasing. “Thin






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