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12. Poison in Silk

Auteur: Winnie W. W.
last update Date de publication: 2026-06-08 21:09:51

Lyra

The room was dim, scented with jasmine oil and faint desperation. The thick curtains were drawn tight, candles flickering low around the bed like offerings to a dark god. On the bed, Killian,my mate and our Alpha, lay sprawled, chest bare, breath heavy and uneven.

Standing over him, dressed in nothing but a slinky red slip and lipstick too loud for this silence, was Selene, my best friend.

Ha!

Her fingers hovered just above his skin, trembling, not with guilt, but with anticipation.

“You w
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    DamonThe scream shattered the night.It wasn’t just a sound, it was a storm tearing through the room, vibrating in the air, in my bones, in every corner of me that still remembered what it meant to feel.I was there before I even realized that I had moved. The door slammed open, my steps heavy, the air trembling with the residual hum of the spell that had carried him here. Killian was thrashing on the bed, drenched in sweat, his chest heaving, the sheets tangled around his legs like chains he couldn’t break. His voice tore through the darkness, raw and terrified, shouting words I couldn’t understand, or maybe I couldn’t feel them.For a long time, I could only stand there.Watching.I had imagined this moment a thousand times, the moment I would finally have him.No more distance.No more Lyra.No more waiting.And now he was here.My Killian.But the air was… wrong.Something in me felt off, the part that should have rejoiced was silent. The part that should have burned with love wa

  • Reborn to Defy Fate   100. The End of Killian

    Silence had a sound.It was the faint dripping of water somewhere beyond the dungeon wall, the slow creak of chains swaying with no wind, the rasp of shallow breath from lungs that had forgotten how to hope.Killian sat on the cold floor, knees drawn to his chest, staring at the faint reflection in the cracked mirror Damon had left him as a joke.The man staring back was a stranger.Pale. Gaunt. Eyes hollow and rimmed with shadow. The proud alpha who once commanded storms now looked like a ghost pretending to be human. His hair hung in uneven strands, his lips cracked. Beneath the collar of his torn shirt, the scar from Selene’s ritual pulsed faintly, a reminder that his wolf was gone, truly gone.He was now lesser than a human: wolfless and powerless. He had even forgotten what the pull it the moon felt like.He touched the mark, half expecting to hear a growl, a whisper, anything.But there was only silence.He exhaled slowly.That silence was worse than pain.He Kay there motionles

  • Reborn to Defy Fate   99. The Fall of Ether

    KillianThe world ended in fragments.Not in a single explosion or a scream, but in a thousand disjointed moments; smoke curling through broken windows, the copper taste of blood in the air, the weight of a dying brother against my chest. The Ether pack had always been proud, disciplined, loyal, strong, but that night, all that pride scattered like ashes in the wind.I could not tell when the sky began to burn. One moment, the moon glowed silver above the treeline; the next, it was drowned in smoke and fire. Shapes moved through the darkness, wolves I once called kin, now twisted by vengeance. I heard the crack of bones, the tearing of flesh, the shrieks of women who had never known war until now.“Hold the line!” Someone shouted.But the line had already broken.My boots slipped on blood-slick ground as I dragged a wounded warrior toward safety. The boy, Rylan, barely sixteen, gurgled something that might have been “Alpha,” before his breath stilled. I froze, the sound hollowing out

  • Reborn to Defy Fate   98. The Rejection

    KillianThe night that had begun with light ended in fire.I still remember how her hand had felt in mine only hours ago; warm, certain, pulsing with the rhythm of our bond beneath our skin. But now that same hand was clenched into a fist, trembling not from fear, but from restraint.“Lyra?” My voice cracked as her name left me. “What are you doing?”We stood in the clearing where the coming of age ceremony had been held. The moon that had witnessed our union now hung cold and distant above us. The crowd had gone. The laughter and blessings had vanished, swallowed by silence. Only we remained, Lyra, me, and the shadows that whispered behind her.Damon.He stood just beyond her shoulder, half in light, half in darkness. There was something smug about the way his lips curved, as though he knew something I didn’t.And maybe he did.Lyra’s eyes didn’t meet mine. “I’m sorry, Killian.”No. No, she couldn’t be.My chest tightened, the bond between us thrumming with unease.“If it’s about th

  • Reborn to Defy Fate   97. The Moon's Promise

    KillianThe forest breathed with life that night.Every branch shimmered under the pale wash of moonlight; every leaf seemed to hum with the same nervous anticipation that thrummed through my veins. The Ether looked alive, rivers glowing faintly, fireflies hovering like sparks over water, the distant mountains whispering songs of blessing. It was the night of our coming-of-age ceremony.And I, Killian, was standing at the edge of the clearing, heart hammering against my ribs, waiting for the Moon Goddess to decide my fate.But deep down, I already knew.Because she was there.Lyra.She stood at the heart of the circle, where the moonlight was brightest, wearing a gown white as frost, her dark hair tumbling loose like midnight rain. The soft glow of torches kissed her skin, and her eyes, gods, those eyes… they had always been trouble for me. Too bright. Too alive.When she turned her head, just slightly, the world tilted.I remembered every stupid, restless heartbeat I had ever had aro

  • Reborn to Defy Fate   96. Blood and Smoke

    LyraThe forest listened when I screamed his name.It didn’t answer. It only echoed me back, a hollow sound that rattled through the trees and died like a dying flame. The wind carried my voice, scattered it like ash. Every root, every leaf, every trembling blade of grass seemed to know that something had been ripped from the fabric of this world.Killian was gone.His scent ended at the southern border, abrupt, clean, like a page torn out of a book. No trace of a struggle, no blood, no broken branches. Nothing. That was what terrified me the most. Whoever had taken him hadn’t fought him. They had erased him.I stood at the edge of the clearing, fists clenched, breath coming in shallow bursts. The bond that had once pulsed warm and steady inside me now flickered faintly, like a candle guttering against a storm. I could still feel him, somewhere, but far, muffled, as though wrapped in ice.“Lyra.”Luca’s voice came low and careful behind me. He had followed at a distance, giving me spa

  • Reborn to Defy Fate   73. The Spider Revealed

    LyraThey wanted a spectacle. I gave them the whole theater.The square was a sea of faces; fierce, furious and hungry for blood. Torches lined the stone, their flames tossing shadows that made every expression look sharper, meaner. Elders sat on raised stone benches like judges of an old gods’ co

  • Reborn to Defy Fate   71. Games We Play

    KillianDamon’s words still rang in my ears long after the silence of the office settled between us.“I love you.”The way he had said it; broken, wet with unshed tears, wasn’t something I had expected from him, not after everything. Not after the lies, the betrayals, the venom he had spewed about

  • Reborn to Defy Fate   70. Fractured Echoes

    DamonThe day dragged on like an eternity wrapped in silence.Yesterday, the pack had cried for blood; Lyra’s blood. They had demanded answers, demanded that Killian bring his treacherous mate forward, demanded the justice they were owed for being lied to, manipulated, betrayed. Their voices had fi

  • Reborn to Defy Fate   69. The Wolf in the Crowd

    DamonRumors were sweet things when they grew wild. You only had to plant the seed, give it a whisper, and let the soil of fear and pride do the rest.And right now, the Ether Pack was a garden.Selene had planted the seed and oh, how fast it had germinated and then grown.I stood with Selene on th

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