LOGINLyra read the letter three more times.Each time, the words stayed the same. Your mother lives. Come to the Silver Court. Learn the truth."It's a lie," Rowan said. "Seraphine is manipulating you.""Maybe." Lyra set the letter down carefully. "Or maybe it's true.""Your mother died when you were young. Your father told you that.""My father told me a lot of things that turned out to be lies." She looked at him. "What if she didn't die? What if there's more to my story than I know?"Thea crossed her arms. "Even if it's true, walking into the Silver Court alone is suicide. Seraphine kills people who threaten her power. You'd be handing yourself over.""I know.""Then you can't go," Rowan said firmly."I didn't say I was going. I said I need to think." Lyra stood. "Give me space. Please."She walked out before anyone could argue.The camp was quieter now. Most wolves were sleeping after the long night of celebration. Lyra made her way to the edge of the forest where she could breathe.He
The coronation took place under the new moon.Traditional, the elders said. A new moon for a new reign. A fresh start for the North.Lyra stood in a tent surrounded by attendants who fussed over her dress. Deep silver silk that caught the firelight and a crown of twisted metal and moonstone waited on a velvet cushion."You look like a queen," Clara said softly. The servant had stayed loyal through everything and now served as Lyra's personal attendant."I feel like I'm about to throw up."Clara laughed. "That's normal. Every luna feels that way before coronation.""How do you know?""My grandmother served the last luna. She told me stories." Clara adjusted the crown on the cushion. "She said the best rulers are the ones who fear responsibility. It means they'll take it seriously."Lyra stared at her reflection. The girl who'd knelt on cold marble felt like a lifetime ago. This woman looking back was stronger, scarred and changed."It's time," Thea said from the tent entrance. "They're
The celebration lasted three days.The king was dead. The throne reclaimed. Wolves from every territory came to swear loyalty to Rowan. The burned palace still smoked in the distance, but plans were already being drawn for a new one.Victory felt real and solid.Until the fourth morning.Lyra woke to shouting outside her tent. The rebels had set up camp in the fields below the mountain while they rebuilt. She dressed quickly and stepped outside.Kael was running toward her. "It's Rowan. Something's wrong."Her heart stopped. "Where?""Command tent. Now."Lyra ran.She found Rowan collapsed on the ground. Thea knelt beside him, her face pale. Vera pressed a cloth to his forehead."What happened?" Lyra dropped to her knees beside him."He was fine an hour ago," Thea said. "Then he complained of dizziness and headache. Then he just fell."Rowan's skin was gray. Sweat soaked his clothes. His breathing came shallow and fast."Rowan." Lyra grabbed his hand. "Can you hear me?"His eyes barel
The king's body had barely hit the floor when smoke filled the throne room."Fire!" someone screamed. "The west wing is burning!"Lyra's head snapped toward the windows, orange flames licked up the palace walls and black smoke poured through corridors."It's spreading fast," Kael shouted. "We need to evacuate!""The king's loyalists," Vera said, coughing through the smoke. "They're burning the palace rather than let us have it."Chaos erupted. Rebels and remaining guards scrambled for exits. The fire roared closer, hungry and hot.Through the smoke, Lyra saw movement.Elara.Her stepsister was slipping toward a side door, trying to escape in the confusion."No." Lyra's voice was hard. "You're not running."She crossed the throne room in seconds and grabbed Elara's arm."Let go of me!" Elara tried to pull away.Lyra shoved her against the wall. "You betrayed me. Betrayed everyone. You're not leaving until you answer for it.""I did what I had to do to survive." Elara's eyes were wild a
The rebellion struck at dawn.Rowan's rebels poured out of the mountains like a flood. Wolves from every territory and fighters who'd been waiting years for this moment.They hit the palace from three sides.Lyra fought beside Rowan, her wolf fully unleashed. She was faster and stronger now. Every hour of training in those ruins paid off as she tore through the king's guards."East gate is breached!" Kael shouted over the chaos."Push forward!" Rowan's voice carried across the battlefield. "Don't let them regroup!"The king's forces were strong but scattered. They hadn't expected an attack this soon. Lyra ducked under a sword swing and slashed upward with her claws. The guard went down. She didn't stop moving. The momentum had to keep going or they'd lose."Lyra! Behind you!"She spun.A massive wolf lunged at her. Gray fur. Familiar scent.Damon.She barely dodged. His teeth snapped where her throat had been a second before.He shifted back to human form, breathing hard. "Lyra, stop
Lyra didn't waste time grieving.The moment she left the throne room, she ran. Not to her room. Not to hide. To find Thea.She found the commander in the training yard, surrounded by loyal guards."They took him," Lyra said, breathless. "Dawn execution."Thea's face went hard. "I know. Word spread fast.""Then you know we have to move now.""The king has him in the dungeon. Twenty guards minimum. Maybe more." Thea shook her head. "We're not ready for a full assault.""I'm not asking for an assault." Lyra stepped closer. "I'm asking for a distraction."Thea studied her. "What are you planning?""To get him out. Tonight. Before dawn." Lyra's voice was steady. "But I need your help."For a long moment, Thea didn't speak. Then she smiled. Fierce. "Tell me what you need."Three hours later, as midnight approached, everything was in place.Thea and her most trusted guards created chaos in the east wing. Fights broke out, fires were set in trash bins and guards rushed to respond, pulling sec







