Mag-log inRonan“Watch out, Ronan!”I twisted sharply on instinct as a massive feral wolf lunged from my blind side. Its eyes were dark, filled with unnatural madness as it snapped its jaws right where my throat had been a second ago.Its claws sliced through the air, missing me by a breath.“Shit! Caleb, left flank!” I barked.Another feral burst through the trees from my right. I had no time to stay human.I leapt.Midair, my bones cracked and reshaped. Fur erupted across my skin as my body expanded, muscles reshaping in seconds. By the time I hit the ground, a silver-gray wolf stood where I had been.Leo, my wolf.The feral in front of me snarled and came at me again, but Leo was already moving.We collided mid-charge, claws scraping fur and flesh. The impact sent both of us skidding, but I recovered faster. I circled once, then struck again—this time aiming for its neck.“Arrrggghhhh!”A familiar voice screamed somewhere behind Leo.He snapped his head toward the sound—and what I saw made m
Kael“This feral situation is getting completely out of hand.”Alpha Simeon’s deep voice filled my study as he leaned back slightly against the chair, his aged eyes sharp with concern.“The attacks are becoming more frequent. Not just near the borders anymore either. Entire territories are beginning to lose control. Smaller packs are panicking, trade routes are becoming dangerous, and fear is spreading faster than the attacks themselves.”I remained silent, listening carefully.The large map spread across the table between us already had several marked locations where feral activity had recently been reported.Alpha Simeon folded his hands thoughtfully.“This is exactly why powerful packs like ours need to form alliances now more than ever in order to help and protect the smaller packs. If the ferals continue evolving at this rate, they won’t be able to withstand them alone.”Just as Alpha Simeon was about to continue, a soft knock interrupted the conversation.“Enter.”The study door
LyraI followed Freya through the long hallway leading toward the guest quarters.The entire time, she walked ahead of me with this smug sway in her steps that irritated me.The moment Freya appeared in the garden with that sour expression on her face, I knew Maya was already preparing another round of drama.What I didn’t know was just how ridiculous that drama was about to become.Freya finally stopped in front of one of the luxurious guest rooms before pushing the door open without knocking.“Ms. Maya,” she announced softly. “Lyra is here.”I stepped into the room slowly.The scent of expensive perfume immediately hit my nose.Maya sprawled lazily across the massive bed like some pampered queen lounging in her palace chambers.One silk-covered leg rested over the other while she casually plucked grapes from a silver tray beside her. A bowl of water sat near the foot of the bed on the floor, steam rising faintly from it.I stepped farther inside.“Ms. Maya,” I greeted calmly. “You s
LyraI sat quietly in the garden with a book resting open on my lap.At least… I pretended to read it because honestly, I had been staring at the same page for nearly ten minutes without understanding a single word written there.From inside the pack house, I could hear soft laughter echoing faintly through the open windows.I scowled instantly.They were still entertaining that spoiled princess.“Ms. Lyra…”I blinked and turned around.Gwen approached from behind, carrying a tray carefully in her hands.“Gwen?”She walked closer before placing the tray beside me on the bench and sitting down beside me.The rich aroma of food drifted toward me instantly.“I noticed you hadn’t eaten all day,” Gwen said softly. “You were too busy running around because of the preparations earlier, so… I thought I should bring you something.”My chest warmed lightly.“Thank you, Gwen.” I accepted the tray.I looked at her, remembering how scared and trembling she had been because of the earlier incident,
LyraThe entire dining hall fell into stunned silence the moment Maya screamed.Broken plates littered the floor, with creamy sauce splattered across the tiles. Agnes immediately stepped forward with professional calm despite the sudden chaos.“Ms. Maya,” she said respectfully. “What seems to be the problem?”“What exactly was I just served?” she snapped sharply, pointing furiously at the shattered plate on the floor.Poor Gwen looked like she was seconds away from fainting. She stood frozen beside the table, clutching the serving tray so tightly her knuckles had turned white.Agnes remained composed.“That was Garlic Butter Pork Chops served with Parmesan Mashed Potatoes, Roasted Green Beans, and—”“How dare you serve me pork?!”Maya’s shrill voice sliced through the dining hall so loudly that several servants visibly flinched.I blinked in confusion.Pork?Maya stared at Agnes as if she had just committed an unforgivable crime.“Do you have any idea what pork does to the body? Pork
Lyra“Everything must be perfect today.”Agnes’ sharp voice cut through the busy hallway as servants rushed back and forth carrying trays, flower arrangements, and polished silverware.She turned toward me, her stern gaze narrowing slightly as if silently assessing whether I was capable enough for the responsibility she was about to hand over.“The dining arrangements are especially important, Lyra,” she continued firmly. “We are receiving very important guests today, and I do not want a single mistake.”“Yes, ma'am,” I answered quickly.Agnes nodded before pointing toward two omega servants standing nearby.“You two,” she called sharply. “You will follow Lyra’s instructions and do exactly as she says.”The two servants lowered their heads obediently.“Yes, Madam Agnes.”Agnes turned back to me briefly.“Do not disappoint me.”Then, without another word, she walked away briskly to supervise the rest of the preparations around the pack house.I let out a slow breath after she disappear







