INICIAR SESIÓNLyra “Miguel wants me to surrender the crown before sunset.” Raguel's words rang in my head as I struggled to process how quickly everything had fallen apart. Miguel had taken control of the eastern defenses, surrounded the royal armory, and threatened to overthrow his own brother. “What happens if you refuse?” I asked. Raguel folded the message and handed it to Emily. “He'll probably try to take the palace by force. If he controls the eastern defenses and the armory, he'll have enough resources to make that attempt difficult to stop. We already know he has enough men to hold the eastern defenses.” “Then let me speak to these men.” His head snapped toward me. “Absolutely not.” “Raguel—” “No, Lyra. I'm not sending you into a crowd of armed soldiers who have just declared their support for a man trying to overthrow me.” “I think it's worth trying before any bloodshed happens,” I insisted, keeping my frustration under control. He looked away, and I reached for his hand. “Pleas
RaguelThe moment the messenger confirmed that Charlotte was with Miguel, my patience ran out."How long ago was this report sent?" I asked."Less than twenty minutes ago, Your Majesty.""Get the generals into the command room immediately. Secure every entrance to the palace and station additional guards. Nobody enters or leaves without clearance.""Yes, Your Majesty.""Contact the territorial commanders and get a report on troop movements around the capital, especially along the eastern routes. I want to know if any units have received orders from Miguel and how many soldiers have followed them.""Understood.""Go."As the messenger hurried out, I turned to the guards by the door. "Double the palace security and keep the corridors clear. If Miguel's soldiers approach, disarm them if possible and take them into custody. Nobody kills a royal soldier simply because he has followed the wrong orders.""Even if they attack us, Your Majesty?" one guard asked."Defend yourselves if they atta
LyraRaguel held me close, one hand resting against my back while the other held mine tightly. I could feel the tension in his body, and I couldn't blame him. What I had discovered in the chamber had changed everything, and now I understood why the faction wanted me. They intended to use my bloodline to bring back someone who had once been Raguel's greatest rival."Lyra," he said gently. "You said you know who's waiting. Who is it?"I swallowed before meeting his gaze. "The person they're trying to bring back was once your greatest rival."Raguel went still. "My greatest rival?"I nodded. "Your enemy from the battle that destroyed his territory. The man you believed had died."Emily moved closer. "Wait. Are you saying this person was alive all along?""I don't know if he's alive in the way we understand it. The faction believes they can bring him back, but I don't think even they understand what that will mean."Raguel looked toward the ancient doorway. "Did you see him?""No. I saw m
RaguelI refused to leave the chamber.Emily had spent the last several minutes arguing that I could do more for Lyra from the council room than by standing in front of a doorway that had swallowed her whole. I barely listened, keeping my eyes fixed on the ancient symbols carved into the stone. I could still feel the moment Lyra's hand slipped from mine, leaving me reaching into empty air as I screamed her name. I had never felt so helpless in my life. I was the Lycan King, yet I couldn't reach the woman I loved."Raguel, you need to step away from the doorway," Emily said behind me.I didn't turn around. "And go where?""Somewhere we can think clearly. The chamber has already taken Lyra, and we don't know what will happen if you try to force your way inside. You could trigger another reaction.""Then find a way to open it without triggering anything.""We're trying.""Try harder."Emily didn't back down. "Look around you, Raguel. Nobody is sitting around doing nothing. We're all busy
HabeelaI could not stop thinking about Miguel and Charlotte as Zevran and I left the damaged section of the palace. Their disappearance could not be a coincidence, especially if Miguel had been working with the faction and was now trying to help them finish what they had started beneath the palace.“We need to find Charlotte,” I said as we approached the main corridor.Zevran glanced at me. “I agree, but we need to be careful about how we approach her. If she is still working with Miguel, she might lead us straight into another trap.”“Or she might be the only person who can tell us where he has gone.”“That depends on whether she is willing to talk.”I let out a frustrated breath. “I’ll try my best.”He shook his head, a faint hint of amusement crossing his face, before we separated near the palace entrance. While Zevran returned to the damaged lower levels to examine the records and the remains of the seal, I headed toward the outer grounds, hoping Charlotte had not gone far.I had
LyraThe first thing I noticed was the silence. Raguel’s voice was gone, and I remembered his desperate expression as the strange light tore us apart despite his efforts to hold on to me. I had tried to reach him, but everything disappeared as the light surrounded me.I slowly opened my eyes and pushed myself upright, wincing at the ache in my body. Instead of the ancient chamber, I found myself in an endless space filled with soft light. There were no doors or visible exits, and when I called, “Raguel?” my voice echoed without an answer.I struggled to my feet, panic rising as I searched for a way out. As I walked, a familiar room gradually took shape in the distance. The wooden table, faded curtains, and old armchair near the window were unmistakable. It was my childhood home.The scent of my mother’s lavender oil filled the air. She sat in the armchair, looking younger than I remembered, with a baby wrapped in a cream blanket against her chest. I recognized the baby immediately. It
LYRAFor a minute, everything existed in echoes and blurs. I expected Aaron to laugh and tell me he was joking, or to tell me he had dismissed Raguel immediately and that they were currently hunting for another investor. But my husband did none of that. He continued driving through the quiet road
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LYRAI woke up feeling like I had been dragged through something I couldn’t remember. My body felt heavy and weak, with an aching, unfamiliar soreness. I lay still, trying to piece together fragments of the night before. Flashes—red eyes, a voice, a hand around my neck, the words, “Your husband sold
LYRAThe color completely drained from Aaron's face. His palms tightened into fists, and his Adam's apple bubbled up and down. His lips thinned into furious lines, and I expected him to wake up and put an end to this. I expected him to call the deal off, drag me protectively to his side, and annou







