LOGINLyra Veyra
“Unchain her!” The man's voice sounded very cold as Darius rushed to us and the rogues hesitated on letting me loose on seeing him, their eyes flicking nervously between him and Darius. Darius stepped forward, his eyes blazing with anger like he hated being confronted, a sneer on his face. “Alpha Keal, you don't get to —” The sentence ended in a spray of blood as I surged at the sight of it. Keal moved without hesitation as his hand had barely flicked, and Darius’s body hit the ground, motionless. The others froze that instant, their eyes wide and then in a blink of an eye, they all scattered. I blinked, my heart was beating so fast as I watched the remaining rogues flee into darkness, leaving their dead scattered around. The scent of blood was very thick but I even barely noticed that because I was too focused on the man in front of me. Kael’s gaze didn't waver, it was cold and controlled and his grey eyes never left mine, for a moment I couldn't breathe. He then turned to his warriors. “Bring her.” I tried to stand, winching as my back ached from the ropes that already gave marks on my hand. My legs weren't steady on the ground and my arms were stiff and sore but I pushed myself upright. “Why did you call me yours?” I demanded coldly, my voice sounded so low and dangerous, I barely even recognised I was the one speaking, and my eyes blazed with anger. “What did you mean by that?” Kael didn't answer, he only stepped closer, calm as he tossed his cloak over my torn dress. The fabric was heavy on me but warm, and it smelled faintly of him. His warriors moved forward, surrounding me as they waited. “Move,” he finally said. I shook my head. “No.” My voice cracked. “I'd rather die than belong to another Alpha after what I went through in my pack. I am not yours, I am not anyone's.” Kael’s jaw tightened but he didn't flinch nor did he argue with me, he just simply signaled to his men, and two of them came closer. “We go now,” he said again. I planted my feet to the ground, pulling my hands that reached for me. “I said no!” My voice echoed. “I will not follow you. I will not —” Out of impatience, one of his warriors grunted, ready to enforce the command, but Kael stopped him with a wave of his hand. He took a step closer, the aura around him undeniable. “You don't get a choice tonight,” he said quietly. “Not because I want it, but because it's the only way you survive.” I spat to the side. “ I don't need you to protect me. I need nothing from anyone!” My hands flexed, wanting to fight him, to shove him away and to prove I wasn't weak. His eyes didn't soften, it was still cold and still commanding, still the Alpha I heard rumors about. Yet, something in his stance told me he wasn't going to hurt me unnecessarily and he wasn't like the others. “I saved your life once tonight. Don’t waste it on words.” I swallowed, fighting to steady my breath. I wanted to scream, lash out, but my body was too tired and my muscles were too sore. My mind ran over the night, how he had killed the rogue, how quickly the others had fled and how easily he controlled the situation. I slowly stepped back, refusing his reach for me, my hands were shaking and I finally spoke, this time, I spoke carefully. “I said I won't belong to you,” I said again. “After Blackfang, I belong to no one.” Kael’s expression didn’t change. He simply tilted his head, then slowly gestured to his warriors. “Enough talk,” he said. “Bring her.” “You don't get to choose, Lyra,” he said, but softly this time. “Not when rogues and your own pack both want you destroyed. Do you know why?” “W—Why?” I stammered, asking him. “Because you're not ordinary, Lyra, you aren't.” I frowned at what he said but I knew I couldn't force him to say more. Because a man who knew the name of an ordinary Omega, will know more. But then, I couldn't trust him, I couldn't trust anyone. Lucian also deceived me into believing I was saved from all the troubles and I didn't underestimate anyone else. “You're not different from Lucian,” I snapped. I watched his face twitch but I didn't care why. His mouth slowly curved, it wasn't soft nor kind, just maybe, the faint pull of someone amused. “He was a fool to let you go,” he said. “I won't make the same mistake.” Confusion flooded on my face, my nails digging into my palms. The stares from his warriors added to the nervousness I was trying my best to hide. “Now move,” He said. Deep down, I only had two options, stay back and I'd finally get killed by those Rouges or follow these people and see what fate had for me. We kept walking until the trees thinned and the scent of territory markers hit my nose. Dawn broke faint and pale, painting the sky gray. Then, I watched a man step forward, he looked like one of the councils of the pack. He then bowed his head slightly. “Alpha Throne,” he said, his eyes landing on me and going back to him. “Bringing an outsider across the border could cause unrest. The pack —” “Enough!” Kael's voice cut across his words, he sounded much more cold and angry. Immediately, the council's eyes met the ground and his mouth snapped shut. “She is no outsider,” Kael said, stepping forward. “This is Lyra Veyra Kane. She is the new Luna of Ironclaw.” Gasps immediately went on and on in the pack as we walked in. The ground felt like it dropped under me as my breath caught that instant and my body froze. Luna?! The word rang in my head like a blow. I looked up at him, searching for a mocking expression on his face but he was actually serious. His expression was hard and cold as he said that. He wasn't joking?! Behind him, his warriors stiffened, some exchanged quick glances, but no one dared to speak or challenge what he had just said. Their eyes dropped to me and I could only see the blank faces of the people around me, like they would get killed if they did make a bad expression against me. Luna. New Luna. Ironclaw. “Now take her in!” Kael instructed angrily as I watched the council walk close to me, before walking me off, when Kael wasn't looking, he whispered into my ears. “You don't know exactly what you have done.”LYRALucian stood over me, his height making me feel small but not afraid, and he looked at me like I was a fly he was deciding whether to crush or keep in a jar. He leaned in close, his voice dropping into that low, dangerous tone he used when he wanted to remind everyone who was in charge. "This is my palace, Lyra," he said, and I could feel the heat radiating off him. "This is my pack, and these are my laws. If I say the boy is guilty, then the boy is guilty. There is no debate, and there is no second trial. My word is final here, and you would do well to remember that before you find yourself back in chains."I couldn't believe my ears, and for a second, I just stared at him in pure shock. I turned away from him, looking at the semi-circle of elders who were watching us with varying degrees of boredom and malice. I walked toward them, my hands open in a gesture of desperation, begging them to see sense. "You can't be serious," I said, my voice cracking just a bit. "Look at him! T
LYRALucian sat back on his throne and he looked genuinely amused by the way I was taking control of the room, but he finally nodded and agreed to my terms. He waved a hand at the guards, and they grabbed Tomas by the chains, dragging him toward the stairs that led down to the dungeon so he wouldn't be able to hear a single word Marrek said. Marrek looked like he was in a tight spot for a second, his eyes darting around the hall as he realized I was actually going through with this, but he straightened his back and came forward with a look of fake confidence. He stood in the center of the hall, and he didn't even wait for me to ask the first question before he started talking."I caught him sneaking out of the King’s weapons room," Marrek said, his voice loud and clear so every elder in the room could hear him. "He had the dagger tucked under his shirt, and he was trying to slip through the side servant entrance. It’s the guards' fault, really. They weren't doing their jobs properly,
LYRAI was fuming, the heat of my anger making the air feel thick around me, and I walked right into the center of the room where the elders were gathered. Marrek was standing near the boy, and he turned to me with an amused expression on his face that made me want to slap the teeth right out of his mouth. He looked far too happy for a man who had just caught a child in chains, and it made the hair on the back of my neck stand up."What exactly is going on here?" I asked, my voice coming out sharp and loud enough to make the guards at the door shift their heads.Marrek didn't even flinch, he just straightened his robes and pointed a bony finger at the boy huddled on the floor. "The boy has been caught, Lyra. He was found trying to steal from the palace stores. He is a thief, just like the rest of the trash you’ve brought into our territory.""That’s a lie," I interrupted him instantly, stepping forward until I was standing between him and Tomas. "I trust my pack members, Marrek. I kn
LYRA I was fuming as I watched Marrek stand there with that smug look on his face, and it took everything in me not to lunge at him right then and there. He stopped just a few feet away, leaning in close enough that I could smell his sour breath, and he reminded me of my place. He called me an exiled weakling and laughed, a dry, rattling sound that made my skin crawl, and then he just turned and walked away like he had already won the war. I stood there, shaking with a rage so hot I thought I might actually shift right in the middle of the courtyard, but then I felt Kael’s arms wrap around me. He pulled me into a hug, and for a second, the wall I had built around myself just crumbled. I cried into his chest, letting out all the frustration and the hurt of being back in this place that hated me, but it only lasted a minute.I sobered up quickly and wiped my face, pulling away from Kael so I could address the pack members who were still huddled together, looking at me like I was their
LYRAI stared at the girl on the ground and I was genuinely confused, so I told her to get up, but she didn't even flinch. She kept her head bowed and her knees firmly in the dirt, and she said she wasn't moving until I promised to take her in. I looked up at Kael, hoping he would say something to fix this weird situation, and he finally took a step forward. He looked down at the girl with his usual stony expression and asked her what she really wanted from us.The girl finally looked up and she had this look in her eyes that I recognized immediately. It was the look of someone who had been pushed until they had nothing left to lose. She said she used to be a weak omega, just like I was before I left, and her own mother had been the one to throw her out to the rogues just so she wouldn't have to deal with her anymore. She said no one in the Blackfang Pack believed she would make it through the first night, and even when she survived and grew strong, no one bothered to apologize for wh
LYRAThe plan in my head was simple enough, and it didn't involve waiting for Lucian to make a mistake. We had to infiltrate the pack from the inside, and we had to do it by hitting him where he was weakest: his control over the people he thought didn't matter. I looked at Kael, who was watching me with that intense, focused expression he always had when things were about to get messy."We need to form an alliance," I said, my voice sounding steadier than I felt. "But not with the warriors or the high-ranking families. I want to start with the omegas, the ones who were born weak and disposable just like I was. The more support I have from the bottom, the more agitated Lucian is going to get."Kael frowned, and he stood up to pace the small room again. "Lyra, that's incredibly risky. If you start organizing the omegas, you’re basically painting a target on your back for every elder in this pack. They already hate you, and if they see you as a threat to their social order, they won't ju







