تسجيل الدخولLYRAThe twins settled against the roots of the Heart Tree.The golden light of evening painted the sanctuary in warm shades of amber, while silver blossoms drifted lazily through the air, dancing around us like tiny stars.Kael sat beside me.Ares leaned against the ancient trunk behind us.Serena stood quietly near Raze’s memorial, listening without interrupting.Around us, the Festival of Light continued.Children laughed.Music echoed through the valley.The united kingdoms celebrated another year of peace.Exactly as Raze would have wanted.I looked at Fenrir and Orion.“You asked me what Uncle Raze was really like.”Both boys nodded eagerly.I smiled.“Most people will tell you he was a hero.”“They’ll tell you he defeated monsters.”“They’ll tell you he saved kingdoms.”I shook my head gently.“Those things are true.”“But they aren’t why we remember him.”The boys frowned thoughtfully.“Then why?”I reached down and picked up one of the silver blossoms resting on the ground.“
LYRAFive years.It amazed me how quickly time could heal wounds that once felt impossible to survive.The sanctuary no longer resembled the battlefield where the fate of every kingdom had been decided.The broken walls had been rebuilt with white stone and silver marble. Gardens stretched across the mountainside, blooming with flowers from every pack that had joined the Alliance. Children filled the courtyards with laughter instead of cries of fear.Peace had become ordinary.And perhaps…That was the greatest victory of all.I stood on the palace balcony overlooking the valley below.Thousands of wolves had gathered for the Festival of Light, a celebration held every year on the anniversary of the Shadow’s defeat.No one celebrated the war.They celebrated the lives that had been saved because it had ended.“My Queen.”I turned with a smile.“You’ve told me a thousand times not to call me that.”Kael chuckled as he wrapped an arm around my waist.“And you still haven’t convinced me.
ARESThere are some conversations that happen too late.Words you spend years rehearsing…Only to realize the person who needed to hear them is no longer there.I carried those words with me as I climbed the hill beneath the Heart Tree.The sanctuary was quiet.Most of the pack had returned to rebuilding the villages destroyed during the war. Hammers echoed faintly in the valley below, replacing the clash of swords that had haunted these mountains for so long.Life had begun again.But this hill…This hill belonged to memory.Silver blossoms covered Raze’s grave just as they had every morning since we buried him.No matter how many petals fell from the Heart Tree, the ground above his resting place somehow remained in bloom.As though the mountain itself refused to let his sacrifice be forgotten.I knelt before the grave.“I finally came.”The breeze answered with its familiar whisper.I smiled to myself.“You’d tell me I took too long.”Probably followed by one of those smug smiles t
KaelNo one ever tells you that peace can feel unfamiliar.For years, I woke expecting war.Expecting another attack.Another betrayal.Another reason to reach for my sword before opening my eyes.Even after the Shadow was defeated…I still woke before dawn.Old habits refused to die quietly.The sanctuary was asleep when I stepped outside.Mist drifted between the silver trees, and the first rays of sunlight painted the mountains in shades of gold.Everything was still.Safe.It should have felt strange.Instead…It felt earned.I wandered toward the hill beneath the Heart Tree.Silver blossoms still covered Raze’s grave.Someone had left fresh flowers there before sunrise.I smiled.That had to be Ares.He’d never admit it, but he’d visited almost every morning.“You’d complain about all this attention,” I murmured.The breeze stirred the blossoms.For just a second…I almost expected one of Raze’s sarcastic replies.Instead…I laughed at myself.“I suppose that’s your answer.”⸻“P
LYRAThe morning after Raze’s funeral, the sanctuary felt different.Not because the grief had lessened.It hadn’t.It lingered in every corridor, every silent glance, every silver blossom that continued to bloom around his grave.Grief didn’t disappear overnight.It simply learned to walk beside you.I stood beneath the Heart Tree before sunrise, watching the first rays of light spill across the valley below.The mountain looked alive again.Birds had returned.The streams that had once run black with the Shadow’s corruption now shimmered like polished crystal.Life was healing.Slowly.Quietly.Just as hearts did.Behind me, soft footsteps echoed across the stone.“You always wake before everyone else.”I smiled without turning.“So do you.”Kael stopped beside me, folding his arms as he looked over the valley.For a while, neither of us spoke.There was comfort in silence now.It no longer felt empty.It felt shared.“I visited him this morning,” Kael finally said.I knew exactly w
LYRAThe war ended at sunrise.We buried our dead at sunset.The sanctuary had never been so quiet.The cries of battle had been replaced by the soft rustling of silver blossoms drifting from the Heart Tree. Every breeze carried their petals across the sacred grounds, as though the mountain itself mourned those it had lost.Rows of warriors stood in complete silence.Their battered armor still bore the scars of the final battle. Some leaned on crutches. Others carried fresh bandages across their faces and arms.No one complained.Pain felt insignificant today.Today belonged to those who would never stand again.At the center of the sanctuary rested a single coffin.It wasn’t carved from gold.Nor decorated with jewels.Raze would’ve hated that.Instead, Rowan had chosen white oak from the oldest tree growing within the sanctuary walls.Its surface remained almost untouched, save for one symbol carved into the lid.A silver wolf.Not a crown.Not a sword.Just a wolf looking toward th
Lyra’s POVBranches hit my arms as I ran, and my feet moved without stopping, tears blurred my eyes, and I could not see the path clearly, but I kept running.My chest hurt, and the broken mate bond burned inside me like fire.“Why…?” I whispered while running.“Why did you do that, Kael?”The fore
Lyra’s POVI walked back to my room slowly, my chest still hurting, the hallway was longer than before, and every wolf I passed turned to look at me.Some whispered, some stared, some laughed, but I kept my head down.I did not want to hear what they said, and when I reached my small room, I close
Kael’s POVThe sun sank behind the forest as I sat on the Alpha throne; the hall was full of warriors.But my mind was not here, and my wolf moved inside me again and again.It was restless and angry.The broken mate bond still burned in my chest, and I pressed my hand against my ribs.The pain gre
Lyra’s POVThree years ago, Alpha Kael Stormclaw asked me to marry him, me, an ordinary omega.The weakest rank in the entire pack, and even now, when I think about that moment, it feels like a dream I was never meant to have.Everyone was shocked, confused, and some even laughed.“An omega?” someo







