تسجيل الدخولLyraThe realization hit me like a punch to the chest."Isolde!" My voice cracked. "What are you doing? Open this door right now!"For a moment, there was only silence.Then I heard her soft and shaky voice through the thick wood."Forgive me, Ms. Lyra. I had no choice."The words drained the blood from my face."What?"Then I heard retreating footsteps moving away quickly."Isolde!" I slammed both palms against the door. The impact stung, but I barely felt it. "Isolde, come back! What is the meaning of this?"No answer.Only the sound of her footsteps growing fainter and fainter until they vanished completely. And then there was nothing except the darkness pressing in around me.A deep sense of unease settled heavily in my chest. Something was terribly wrong.I slowly stepped away from the door.My breathing became shallow. The room suddenly felt smaller than before, the walls seeming to inch closer with every passing second.Then I noticed the strange scent again. The same scent I h
Lyra“Is Maya's little performance the reason you look like this?”I froze halfway through lifting my drink.That voice.I turned around and found Ronan standing behind me with one hand tucked casually into the pocket of his dark trousers.Unlike most of the guests dressed in elaborate ceremonial attire, Ronan looked effortlessly put together. He wore a fitted black jacket over a charcoal-gray shirt, the sleeves rolled slightly above his wrists. The outfit was simple compared to the lavish clothing around him, yet somehow it suited him perfectly.His dark hair was slightly messy as usual, giving him that carefree appearance that always seemed to follow him wherever he went.He had actually shown up… Which meant he must have been in a good mood after all."Well?" he asked.I rolled my eyes and waved my hand dismissively."No. It actually means nothing to me."Ronan raised an eyebrow."The dress?""The entire performance." I downed the rest of my drink. "I already know it was one of May
LyraMy breath caught the moment I saw who had walked through the grand hall doors.Maya.For a second, I was too stunned to react. The entire hall seemed to pause with me.My eyes slowly traveled over her appearance... She was dressed in a breathtaking purple ceremonial gown.The gown flowed elegantly around her slender figure, shimmering softly beneath the golden chandelier lights. Silver embroidery wound across the sleeves and bodice in patterns, catching the light with every graceful step she took.Her dark hair had been carefully styled, allowing several soft curls to frame her beautiful face.The overall appearance was flawless, elegant, and stunning. But the problem wasn't the beauty of the gown... it was its color...Purple and silver.My fingers tightened around my cup.Among werewolf packs, ceremonial purple robes embroidered with silver were not simply beautiful clothing.They carried meaning.Power. Status. Tradition.They were colors reserved for the Alpha and Luna of a p
Lyra"No, no, no! Move those flowers to the center table!" Agnes's sharp voice echoed through the grand hall. "And someone straighten those drapes immediately! I don't want to see a single crease anywhere!"Several servants hurried away at once.Agnes placed both hands on her waist and looked around critically."If I find even one tiny mistake tonight, everyone responsible will hear from me!"A few maids exchanged nervous glances before quickly returning to their tasks.I adjusted another arrangement of crimson moon lilies before stepping back to inspect my work.The flowers looked perfect.Satisfied, I moved toward the next table.The Red Full Moon Celebration was finally here.For the past few days, preparations had practically consumed the entire pack house, and now that the day had arrived, everyone seemed to be moving twice as fast.Servants rushed from room to room.Decorators climbed ladders.Guards checked entrances.Cooks disappeared in and out of the kitchens carrying trays
KaelI stared at the man sitting motionlessly in the wheelchair.The warehouse was eerily quiet, the silence pressing heavily against the walls as my gaze remained fixed on him.I turned my attention toward Greg and Elder Jon."Who is he?"Greg exchanged a glance with Elder Jon before stepping forward."His name is Dan. He's a thirty-two-year-old man that—"For a moment, I thought I had heard him incorrectly."Did you just say he's thirty-two?" I had to ask, cutting him off."Yes, Alpha."There was no way the man sitting before me was thirty-two with his facial features and appearance... absolutely no way."That's impossible."Greg sighed. "I thought the same thing until we discovered the truth."My eyes narrowed."Explain.""Dan was actually involved in the Shadow Vein organization."My expression darkened... the Shadow Vein.This organization was notorious for its illegal black-market activities operating within our pack territories. They specialized in illegal trades, underground d
Kael"Your feet are too close together," I said, circling Lyra as she held her stance. "Spread them a little wider. A fighter who can't balance is already halfway to the ground."Lyra immediately adjusted her footing."Good. Now bend your knees slightly," I continued. "Don't lock them. Keep your weight centered. If someone pushes you, you shouldn't stumble."She nodded, concentrating hard.I stepped closer and lightly pressed against her shoulder. To my surprise, she barely moved.A small smile tugged at my lips."Better."Her eyes brightened at the praise.Honestly, Lyra was a remarkably fast learner. Most people needed hours, sometimes days, to grasp the fundamentals of balance and body positioning. Yet after only a few corrections, she had already begun adjusting naturally.I couldn't help feeling impressed. For someone with little combat experience, she adapted exceptionally well."See?" I said. "Your body already knows when something feels stable. You just need to train it until
LyraI turned sharply at the sound of the voice.Standing behind us was Agnes. Her hands were folded neatly in front of her, and her expression was stern enough to make my smile falter immediately."Oh." I sighed softly, realizing it was her, before offering her a small smile. "Good evening, Agnes.
LyraI sat quietly on one of the garden benches, staring at the rows of roses and blooming flowers stretching ahead of me.The evening was peaceful.Birds chirped softly from the nearby trees as they settled into their nests for the night. A gentle breeze drifted through the garden, carrying the fa
LyraI stared at Kael.At the towering training wall behind him.At all the warriors lined up around the training ground like silent spectators waiting for entertainment.And slowly, something ugly began to form in my chest. Wasn’t it obvious that Kael was trying to humiliate me?To make me stand h
Lyra“What the…!”I instinctively stumbled backward in shock, trying to steady myself in the water. I was still waist-deep in it, the surface rippling gently around me.I blinked, confused, trying to understand what I was seeing. I realized it wasn’t actually a physical creature in front of me—it w







