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154: Show Her

Author: Fiona Cakes
last update Last Updated: 2026-02-21 22:19:06

LOWELL'S POV

"Kyla..." I started, my voice breaking.

"Take your hands off my mate!"

The roar came from behind us. I didn't even have to turn to know Cyrus was there. I felt the temperature of the ridge spike as my brother stormed up the path, his axe strapped to his back, his eyes glowing a predatory gold. He stepped between us, his shoulder shoving into mine as he placed himself firmly in front of Kyla.

Cyrus turned to her, his expression a mix of possessive rage and worry. He reached out, gra
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  • THE BURNT FACE LUNA   154: Show Her

    LOWELL'S POV"Kyla..." I started, my voice breaking."Take your hands off my mate!"The roar came from behind us. I didn't even have to turn to know Cyrus was there. I felt the temperature of the ridge spike as my brother stormed up the path, his axe strapped to his back, his eyes glowing a predatory gold. He stepped between us, his shoulder shoving into mine as he placed himself firmly in front of Kyla.Cyrus turned to her, his expression a mix of possessive rage and worry. He reached out, grabbing her forearm to pull her away from me. "Come on, Kyla. You don't have to listen to this liar. We're going back to the fire."He tried to tug her toward the path, his grip firm and commanding. For a heartbeat, I thought she would go. I thought she would choose the brother who hadn't lied, the one who had been her shield when I was absent.But Kyla didn't move. Instead, she let out a sharp, guttural bark of laughter and yanked her arm out of Cyrus's grip with just as much force as she had use

  • THE BURNT FACE LUNA   153: You Don’t Get To Be Sorry

    LOWELL'S POVThe mountain air was thin, but it wasn't the altitude making my chest feel like it was being crushed by a vice. It was her.I stood on the jagged edge of the ridge, my silhouette stark against the bleeding colors of the sunset. Below, the glade was a tapestry of bioluminescent wings and flickering campfires, but my eyes were fixed on one thing only: Kyla. I watched her from a distance, my heart hammering against my ribs in a rhythm I hadn't felt in centuries. I had spent weeks mourning a ghost, living in a cold, hollow shell of a life, only to find her here... stronger, glowing with an ancient power, and looking at me with a hatred that burned hotter than dragonfire.I saw her finish her conversation with Sofia. I saw the way her shoulders squared, the way her chin lifted in that defiant tilt I remembered from the woods when we first met. She didn't walk toward the honey lake. Instead, she turned and began to make a beeline straight up the rocky incline toward me.My beas

  • THE BURNT FACE LUNA   152: Do You Have Feelings For Lowell?

    KYLA'S POV"But what if I don't like the answers?""Kyla, you have to understand the Lykoudis family," Sofia pleaded, her voice dropping to a low, hurried tone, the kind people use when they're talking about ghosts. "It's all secrets and blood. It's been that way for centuries. Atlas is the King, but he's cursed. He carries the weight of a crown that's half-broken and a heart that's twice as heavy. Cyrus is the exile, but regardless of what everyone says, he still has a heart. I saw that today when I caught him looking at you. He's the one who was forced to live in the dirt and the dark while Atlas chose to leave the palace. And Derick, well, he's stuck in the middle of his two older brothers, trying to be the peacekeeper when there's no peace to be had."She stepped closer, her eyes searching mine. "Cyrus and Atlas are two halves of the same coin, Kyla. They are reflections of each other, and they both have a claim on you. The Moon Goddess doesn't make mistakes, but she sure as hell

  • THE BURNT FACE LUNA   151: The King Is Your Mate Too

    KYLA'S POVThe adrenaline from the battle was still buzzing through my veins, but it had shifted from the fear of death to a white-hot, vibrating fury. Every time I blinked, I saw the two of them: Cyrus, the rogue who had stitched the pieces of my soul back together, and Atlas…no, the King, the man who had shattered my heart before I even knew his real name. The betrayal felt like a second burn, deeper and more permanent than the ones on my skin.Sofia was trying to make a break for it. I saw her out of the corner of my eye, shifting her weight, looking for a gap in the crowd of bustling centaurs and gossiping fairies. She was moving with the guilty haste of someone who knew the truth was about to catch up with her."HOLD IT RIGHT THERE, MISSY. I THINK WE HAVE A LOT TO TALK ABOUT."She froze mid-step, her shoulders hunching up to her ears as if she could somehow disappear into her own skin. The bustling camp of centaurs and fairies faded into the background as I marched up to her, my

  • THE BURNT FACE LUNA   150: Hold It Right There

    KYLA'S POVThe morning sun was blindingly bright, shining a golden halo over the man standing before me. The man I had a one-night stand with. The man I heard calling me ugly after telling me I was beautiful. And now he was telling me he was here to take me home. Oh please, like I'd go anywhere with him."You're here to take me home?" I asked, my voice trembling as I stepped back from Cyrus's protective hold. I looked around at the blood-stained grass and the creatures standing around. "I can't go home. I don't have a home anymore."Atlas stepped forward, his presence so heavy it felt like the gravity in the glade had shifted toward him. "I was thinking of taking you to Lykoudis with me."My breath hitched. Lykoudis. The Lycan kingdom. "What? I can't go with you, Atlas.""Yes, you can.""No, she's not going with you, big brother," Cyrus snarled, his hand dropping to the hilt of his axe as he stepped between us. His eyes were flashing with a dangerous, territorial light. "She's my mate

  • THE BURNT FACE LUNA   149: I’ve Come To Take You Home

    LOWELL'S POVThe trek toward Black Peak was supposed to be a tactical insertion, a silent and deadly march toward my mate. Instead, it was turning into a three-ring circus, and the lead clown was my own flesh and blood. Cyrus wiped a smear of black monster guts from his forehead, looking entirely too comfortable for a man who had been seconds away from being a spider's dinner.Charles, who usually looked down on shifters like they were mud on his expensive soles, was watching Cyrus with a disturbing amount of amusement. "Your Majesty," the vampire purred, tilting his head toward me, "I must say, I like your brother. He has a certain... flair for the dramatic that you lack."Cyrus didn't miss a beat. He squinted at Charles, his eyes dancing with mischief as he pointed a dirty finger at the vampire's pale, perfect face. "Lo, I didn't know you were into exotic pets," he said, his voice dripping with faux surprise. "When did you start collecting leeches?""Don't call me that!" I barked, t

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