LOGINLyra returns to find her mate celebrating his fifth anniversary with the woman she once called sister. Her own mother raising his pups. Her family whole, her place erased, her sacrifice forgotten. But when her younger sister frames her for attempting to murder those children, Lyra realizes the betrayal didn't begin with her mate's infidelity, it began the day she was born. Sentenced to exile in the rogue territories by the mentor she trusted, Lyra is meant to disappear. Instead, she discovers the truth: her mother was never her mother but her stepmother, and she has been poisoning her in silence since childhood: she carries an ancient Shadowborn bloodline, a power so dangerous it was supposed to stay buried. They didn't exile her to teach her a lesson. They exiled her because they were afraid of what she'd become. Five years later, she walks back into the pack that condemned her, not broken, but awakened. Her ex-mate rules as Alpha using the strategies she wrote. Her best friend wears the Luna title that should have been hers. And her stepmother is orchestrating one final betrayal to ensure Lyra never claims what's rightfully hers. But Lyra isn't alone. Kael Northwood, a rival Alpha who's been searching for her since the day she vanished, sees the woman everyone else tried to destroy.He's drawn to her strength. And he carries a secret that makes their undeniable mate bond forbidden. Now Lyra must choose: reclaim the life stolen from her, or burn it all down and forge something new with the one person who wants her exactly as she is, untamed, unbroken, and too powerful to control. Some betrayals destroy you. Hers unearthed something they should have left in the SHADOWS.
View MoreCHAPTER SIX : THE FIRST DEATHLyra woke up cold.Not regular cold. Not the kind of cold that came from winter weather or a lack of blankets. The kind of cold that came from lying on frozen ground with no pack bond to keep you warm. The kind of cold that sank into bones and stayed there. The kind of cold that could kill. She opened her eyes slowly. Everything hurt. Her head pounded. Her chest ached like someone had carved out her heart with a dull knife. Her whole body felt wrong. Empty. Dry. Trees above her. Bare branches reaching into a grey sky. The smell of unfamiliar territory. Damp earth and rotting leaves. No scent of pack. No scent of home.She was in the rogue lands.They'd dumped her here like garbage. Taken everything, her pack bond, her belongings, her dignity, her identity and thrown her away like trash.Lyra tried to sit up. Pain shot through every part of her body. The bond severing had been violent. Traumatic. It felt like someone had reached inside he
CHAPTER FIVE Lyra's knees went weak. The room spun. She grabbed the wall to keep from falling."However," Theron continued, and something like pain flickered across his weathered face. Just for a moment. Then it was gone as fast as it came. "Because of your years of service to this pack, and because I hold some responsibility for your corruption, for encouraging your pride instead of teaching you a woman's proper place, I have convinced the council to show mercy. You will be exiled to the rogue territories for five years. Perhaps isolation will teach you what I could not. That ambition destroys women. That pride leads only to fall. That a woman's place is in service, not in seeking power.""You're doing this because you love me?" Lyra whispered. Her voice was broken. Hollow."Yes." Theron's voice was firm. Certain. He believed what he was saying. "This is the last lesson I can teach you, child. Learn it well. If you survive, perhaps you'll return humble. Perhaps you'll retur
CHAPTER FOUR FALSE ACCUSATIONS. Helena walked past her, back toward the party. Back toward Isla and the twins. Back toward Marcus and the life they'd built. Back toward the family she preferred.Lyra stood alone in the small room, shaking. Every part of her hurt. Every breath felt like swallowing glass. Her hands trembled. Her knees felt weak.The door opened again. For one stupid, hopeful second, Lyra thought her mother had come back to apologize. To say she didn't mean it. To act like a mother should.But it was Sera.Her little sister stood in the doorway. Except Sera wasn't little anymore. She'd grown up in the five years Lyra had been gone. She was a woman now, not the teenager Lyra remembered. She looked just like Helena, blonde hair falling in perfect waves, delicate features, big blue eyes.Those eyes were currently filled with tears."Sera," Lyra whispered. Relief flooded through her. At least her sister was here. At least someone was happy to see her. "I'm so glad you'r
CHAPTER THREE: THE CONFRONTATIONLyra pushed open the front door of the pack house. The heavy wood swung inward with a creak that seemed impossibly loud.The music stopped immediately. The band's instruments died mid-note. Conversations cut off mid-sentence. Laughter evaporated into shocked silence. Every head in the room turned toward her.For a long moment, nobody moved. Nobody spoke. Nobody even seemed to breathe. They all just stared at her like she was a ghost. Like she was something impossible. Something that shouldn't exist.Maybe that's what she was to them. A ghost from the past. Someone they'd buried and forgotten. Someone they'd written out of their story."Lyra?" Isla's voice finally broke the silence. She stood next to Marcus, one hand on his arm, her face suddenly pale. The color had drained from her cheeks. "What are you doing here?""I live here," Lyra said. Her voice came out steadier than she felt. Stronger than she expected. "Or I used to."Marcus stepped forward.
CHAPTER TWO. CRASH THE PARTY.No. No, this had to be wrong. This had to be some kind of mistake. Maybe it was a different Marcus. Maybe it was a different Isla. There had to be an explanation.Lyra moved closer to the house on shaking legs. Her boots felt like they were filled with stones. Each st
CHAPTER ONE: THE HOMECOMINGThe forest path felt different under Lyra's feet.She'd walked this trail a thousand times before leaving for her mission five years ago. Back then, every tree, every rock, every turn had been as familiar as breathing. Now, something felt wrong. The air tasted strange.
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