LOGIN"I, Darius Vaughan , Alpha of Blood Moon pack, reject you, Lyra Quinn, as my mate." The words cut deeper than any blade, shattering Lyra’s heart before the laughter and scorn of the pack, that followed. Rejected. Humiliated. Banished. She should have died that night. Instead, the rejection awakened something within her, something ancient, silver. Something extraordinary. Now, whispers of a “Silver Queen” carried waves through the lands, a wolf powerful enough to command shadows and bend fate itself. But power, they say, comes with enemies. The Alpha who rejected her is bound by a curse, the rival Alpha who courts her hides a deadly secret. And the prophecy that follows her name promises only two endings: unite the packs… or destroy them all
View MoreWhere the Moonlight EndsMorning came slowly over the bayou. Mist hung between the cypress trees, curling around the water like breath that refused to fade. Somewhere, a heron lifted its wings, and the sound of them breaking the stillness felt like the beginning of something new.Lyra stood on the porch of the small cabin she and Kael had built with their own hands. It wasn’t much..rough timber, crooked windows, the scent of pine and salt but it was theirs. After years of blood, prophecy, and running, she had learned that peace never arrived with a trumpet’s call. It came like this: quiet mornings, a cup of coffee warming her palms, the steady rhythm of Kael’s footsteps behind her.He came out now, shirt unbuttoned, hair still damp from the river. “You’re awake before the sun again,” he said, smiling the way he did only for her.She shrugged. “Old habits. My wolf still thinks the world needs guarding.”Kael leaned against the railing beside her. “Maybe it does. Just… not fro
The Red Moon’s ChoiceThe Red Moon rose like an open wound in the sky.Its light spilled across the valley, staining every leaf, every wolf, every trembling heart beneath it. The air hummed with power, ancient, suffocating, and alive, the kind that whispered to the bones and made even the strongest bow their heads.Lyra stood at the center of the stone circle. Her cloak billowed in the wind, her silver hair gleaming blood-red under the moonlight. Around her, the gathered wolves both her pack and Kael's, waited in silence. No one dared to move. No one dared to speak.Because tonight was not just another full moon.Tonight, the prophecy would claim its end.Kael stood just behind her. His presence was steady, like a pulse she could feel even without looking back. The bond between them..fragile once, but now rooted in something stronger than fate held her upright.“Lyra.” Elder Helene’s voice broke the silence, soft but commanding. “The Moon calls. The balance must be restored.”Lyra’s t
The Night Before the Red MoonThe sun was setting in a blaze of orange and blood-red when Lyra climbed to the ridge above the camp. Below, the valley shimmered in twilight, quiet except for the distant murmur of wolves preparing for the night.It had been three days since the Moon’s warning. Three days since the forest whispered her fate back to her with every breath of wind. Every sunrise had felt heavier, every heartbeat louder, as if the earth itself waited for her to choose.Tomorrow night, the full moon will rise again. The Red Moon, the one that had cursed and freed her all at once.Lyra stood alone, her silver hair catching the dying light like liquid metal. The wind tugged at her cloak, carrying the scent of the sea and something older, something ancient, stirring beneath her skin.“Running from me again?” Kael’s voice came softly from behind her.She didn’t turn. “I’m not running.”He stepped closer, the sound of his boots crunching against stone. “Then why are you up here al
The Whisper Beneath the MoonThe dawn after the moon run was unnaturally quiet.The forest that had thrummed with howls and laughter just hours ago now sat in stillness. Dew clung to the grass like fragile glass beads, and the scent of pine was heavy in the air.Lyra woke slowly, her body still humming from the transformation, the connection, the sheer energy of the night before. Her dreams had been strange, soft voices, fragments of light, the faint echo of her name spoken in a tone that didn’t belong to this world.She reached out instinctively, her hand brushing against warm skin. Kael was still asleep beside her, his arm draped loosely over her waist, his breathing steady. His presence was grounding, his warmth a reminder that she was here, real, alive.For a long moment, she just watched him. There was a peace in his expression that she rarely saw without the weight of command or danger pressing down on him. The lines at the corner of his eyes softened, his jaw relaxed. He looked












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