LOGIN“I Reject her.” Three words. That was all it took for Alpha Kael Draven to destroy Lyra Vale’s entire world. On the night of the Moon Ceremony, in front of the entire pack, he didn’t just deny her, he humiliated her, called her weak, worthless and unfit to stand beside him as Luna. Then, without hesitation, he severed their sacred bond… and chose another. The pain should have killed her, maybe it did. Because the girl who loved him? Never came back. Years later, Lyra returns and this time, she is no longer prey. She is powerful. Colder. Stronger. Untouchable. A force that makes even Alphas bow their heads. With an army at her back and darkness in her veins, she has become everything he once said she could never be. And worst of all? She feels nothing for him. But now, the bond he broke has come back to life and it’s tearing him apart. The Alpha who once rejected her is now the one losing control. The one craving her. The one drowning in regret. He wants her back. He wants forgiveness. He wants her. But Lyra doesn’t want love. She wants revenge. And when war ignites between them, Kael is forced to face the truth. The woman he destroyed is the only one powerful enough to ruin him.
View MoreThe night of the Moon Ceremony was supposed to be the beginning of my life.
Instead… it became the night everything ended.
The entire Ironclaw Pack gathered beneath the open sky, the full moon glowing bright and merciless above us.
I stood at the edge of the crowd, just as I always did. Invisible and unwanted.
My fingers curled tightly into the thin fabric of my dress as my heart pounded in my chest. Tonight, every wolf who had come of age would discover their mate, the one chosen by the Moon Goddess herself.
I didn’t expect anything. I never did. Girls like me didn’t get fated mates. Girls like me got ignored.
“Stay out of the way, Lyra.”
The sharp whisper came from behind me, and I stiffened before lowering my gaze.
Selene Virex.
Of course.
She stood there like she owned the ground beneath her feet, beautiful, confident, powerful. Everything I wasn’t. Everything I could never be.
“You don’t belong here,” she added softly, though the cruel smile on her lips said she meant every word.
I swallowed, forcing a small nod. “I know.”
And I did.
I had always known.
Before she could say more, a sudden hush fell over the clearing. The air grew heavy with tension.
And then he stepped forward.
Alpha Kael Draven.
The moment he appeared, the entire pack straightened instinctively. Power rolled off him in waves, dark, commanding, impossible to ignore. His presence alone was enough to make even the strongest wolves lower their heads.
My breath caught.
Not because I wanted to look at him… But because I couldn’t stop.
He was everything Ironclaw stood for, strength, dominance, control. Cold grey eyes swept over the crowd, sharp and unreadable, and for a moment, I felt like they brushed past me.
Then moved on.
Good. That was how it had always been.
The ceremony began.
One by one, wolves stepped forward, finding their mates in soft gasps, quiet laughter, sometimes tears.
I watched from the sidelines, my chest tight but silent.
This wasn’t my story, it never would be.
Until, Something snapped. It wasn’t a sound. It wasn’t something I could see.
But I felt it, deep in my chest.
Like something ancient and powerful had just awakened inside me. My breath hitched. My heart stuttered, and suddenly… I couldn’t breathe.
No.
No, no, no
My gaze lifted on its own, drawn by a force I couldn’t resist.
Across the clearing, he was already looking at me.
Alpha Kael Draven.
The world around us faded into nothing. The bond hit me like a storm. Raw, overwhelming, and absolute.
Mine.
The word echoed in my mind, loud and undeniable.
My mate.
My Alpha.
My everything.
My lips parted, my entire body trembling as warmth flooded through me, chasing away every moment of loneliness I had ever known.
I wasn’t invisible anymore. I wasn’t nothing.
I was ‘His’
Hope bloomed in my chest, fragile and bright, then I saw his face.
Cold,hard,disgusted .
The warmth shattered instantly. The silence stretched, thick and suffocating, as every wolf in the clearing began to realize what had just happened.
Murmurs spread like wildfire.
“No…”
“It can’t be…”
“Her?”
My stomach dropped.
Kael didn’t move at first. He didn't speak. He just stared at me like I was something beneath him.
Something offensive.
Then, slowly, he stepped forward.
Each step felt like a countdown to something terrible.
My heart pounded louder, faster, painfully but hopeful despite everything.
Maybe… maybe I was wrong.
Maybe he just needed a moment, he stopped in front of me.
Close enough that I could feel the pull between us, close enough that I could almost reach him.
“Alpha…” My voice barely came out, soft and unsure.
His eyes darkened.
And then he spoke.
“I Reject her.”
Three words, that was all it took.
Everything inside me shattered.
Pain exploded through my body, ripping through my chest, my veins, my very soul.
I gasped, dropping to my knees as a scream clawed its way out of my throat.
It hurt, it hurt so much.
You are weak,” Kael continued, voicecode, emotionless, cutting through the silence.
“Unworthy of standing beside me.”
Each word struck like a blade. I refuse this bond.
The world spun, my vision blurred, I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think.
All I could feel was the pain… and the weight of every eye on me.
Watching, judging and laughing.
A broken sound escaped my lips as I collapsed onto the ground, my body trembling uncontrollably.
This wasn’t supposed to happen. Mates didn’t reject each other. Not like this. Not in front of everyone.
But Kael wasn’t done.
I felt him move, but I couldn’t lift my head.
Couldn’t stop him.
“Selene.”
Her name cut through the noise.
I forced my gaze up, just in time to see her step forward, graceful, confident, victorious.
Kael reached for her hand.
“I choose you,” he said.
The words echoed.
The crowd erupted, some shocked, some approving, some whispering like it was the most entertaining thing they had ever seen.
And me? I broke.
Completely.
The tunnel remained silent after the stranger’s threat.No one lowered their guard. Kael stood slightly in front of Lyra, his posture rigid as he watched the figure lingering near the exit. The stranger seemed completely at ease despite the tension surrounding him. He made no move to attack. No move to retreat. Instead, he simply observed them, as though he had been expecting this meeting for a very long time.The silence stretched until Kael finally broke it.“You’ve got one chance,” he said coldly. “Tell me who you are.”“Only one chance?” he asked lightly. “That hardly seems fair.”Selina remained alert, one hand resting near her weapon, while Ronan studied the stranger with growing concern.The man glanced around the group before his gaze settled on Lyra.Everything seemed to shift at that moment. His eyes lingered on her longer than necessary, and a strange look crossed his face.“So,” he said quietly. “You’re Lyra.”The use of her name immediately sent alarm through the group.
Nobody spoke for several seconds after Asher’s revelation. The chamber felt smaller than before, colder somehow. The journal remained open on the desk, the faded signature still visible at the bottom of the page. A dead man’s name or at least a man who was supposed to be dead.Lyra stared at it, trying to make sense of everything they had uncovered. The warning. The second writer. The altered records. Every answer seemed to create three new questions.For years, she had believed the Guardians were protectors. Now she wasn’t even sure they knew their own history.“The records were changed,” Ronan said quietly.“If this signature is authentic, then someone deliberately rewrote Guardian history.”“And erased him,” Selina added.Asher nodded grimly. “Not just him. There are probably others.”The thought settled heavily over the group. How many names had been removed? How many truths had disappeared? More importantly, who had the authority to make entire people vanish from history?Kael s
For a long moment, nobody moved.The warning remained open on the desk between them, its words seeming to grow heavier with every passing second.If Kael ever learns what she really is, he will be forced to kill her.Lyra stared at the sentence until the letters blurred.She had spent years searching for answers about her mother. Years wondering why she disappeared, why so many records had been erased, and why every trail seemed to end in silence.Now she finally had a message from her, and she wished she didn’t. Because of all the things her mother could have written, this was the last thing Lyra expected.A warning about Kael.Slowly, she lifted her eyes.Kael stood on the opposite side of the desk, his attention fixed on the journal. His expression was calm, but she knew him well enough to see the tension beneath it.A part of her wanted him to dismiss the warning immediately. To call it nonsense and move on. Instead, he was taking it seriously.“You don’t believe that,” she said q
For several long moments, nobody spoke.The hidden chamber felt smaller than before, the silence pressing down on everyone as Lyra stared at the journal lying open on the desk.Her mother’s handwriting, this was no mistake.She had spent years trying to hold on to memories that grew fainter with time, but some things were impossible to forget. The way certain letters curved. The way her mother connected words together. The slight tilt of every sentence.The writing inside the journal belonged to her. And somehow, that frightened Lyra more than the attack on the Guardian settlement.Because this wasn’t a rumor, it wasn’t an old legend. It was proof. Proof that her mother had been involved in something far bigger than she had ever imagined.“We need to read it,” Kael said.Asher immediately shook his head.“No.”The response came so quickly that everyone looked at him.Kael frowned.“No?”“We don’t know what we’re looking at,” Asher replied. “We don’t know why this chamber was hidden. W
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