LOGINSeven years in the Litha Pack's dungeons couldn't break Lyra Odwolf's Huhhh, but discovering her mate might just shatter her heart. Released from prison for crimes she didn't commit, Lyra returns to a world that has forgotten her pain. The Litha Pack destroyed her family, framed her for treason, and stole seven years of her life. Now she was supposed to bow down to the very wolves who ruined her. But fate had other things in store for her, Kael Maxmus, heir to the alpha who imprisoned her, is her destined mate. His father demands he reject the weak wolf who could never be worthy of their bloodline. Yet the mate bond burns between them, impossible to deny. When Lyra discovers that Damon Maxmus, Kael's uncle, locked away and cursed for years, is also her mate, everything changes. Her rare blood holds the power to heal his curse, but it comes with a price that could destroy them all. Because the man she's meant to save is the same monster who murdered her parents. In a world where pack loyalty means everything and second chances are earned with blood, Lyra must choose between revenge and redemption, between the mate who betrays her and the one who destroyed her, between the power to heal and the need to destroy. Some bonds are written by the moon goddess. Others are forged in blood and betrayal.
View MoreThe room spun. I had an aunt. An aunt who’d done something similar to what I’d done, but wrong. And now she thought I’d stolen from her. “The fragments,” I said, understanding clicking into place. “When I scattered myself, I didn’t just use my own essence. The ability to bond wolves, it’s genetic. It came from my mother’s bloodline. Morgana’s bloodline.” “Are you saying she has a claim to the bonds?” Veronica asked. “I’m saying she thinks she does. And she’s come to take them by force.” Kael’s hand found my shoulder. “Then we fight. We’ve beaten worse.” But through the bonds, I felt doubt. The bonded wolves were tired from the entity battle. Our resources were depleted. And Morgana had an army of wolves she’d been training for years. “There might be another way,” I said slowly. “If she wants the fragments, maybe I can negotiate. Trade something else for peace.” “You can’t trust her,” Maren warned. “Morgana is brilliant but cruel. She sees wolves as experiments, nothing
The victory celebration lasted three days. Bonded wolves from every territory gathered in Litha, sharing food and stories, their relief palpable. We’d destroyed the entity, saved the wolf world from annihilation. We should have been happy.I stood on the balcony of the main house, watching the festivities below, feeling hollow.“You’re not celebrating.” Damon’s voice came from behind me.“I’m tired,” I said, which was true but not the whole truth.He moved beside me, his shoulder brushing mine. “Talk to me, Lyra. What’s really wrong?”I turned to face him. In the moonlight, his features were sharp and beautiful. “When I channeled all that power, when I unmade the entity, I felt something change. The bonds aren’t just connections anymore. They’re becoming something else. Something permanent.”“Is that bad?”“I don’t know. But I can’t feel where I end and they begin anymore. Sometimes I wake up and can’t remember which memories are mine and which belong to Finn or Sera or Carrick.” I lo
The Door That Should Never Have OpenedSera’s scream tore through the chamber, sharp and raw. She collapsed to her knees, clutching her head as if something inside her skull was clawing to escape. Kael reached for her, but she pushed him away blindly, her eyes wide and unfocused.“It is here,” she whispered. “It is watching us. It knows.”The anchor pulsed in the center of the chamber, a shifting mass of shadow and living darkness. Tendrils of inky smoke curled upward like hands reaching for the ceiling. The air felt thick, weighing on our lungs with every breath. Even the ground beneath us vibrated faintly, as though something enormous was moving just under the stone.Maren steadied herself and took a step forward, her voice quiet but firm. “No one touch it. No one get close until we understand what it is doing.”Even from a distance, I could feel the entity’s attention brushing against my mind. Not fully focused on me, but aware. Curious. Testing. Like a predator circling prey it ha
We left before the sun fully rose, the sky still a dull gray curtain hanging over the horizon. The world felt quiet in that heavy way that comes right before something terrible unfolds. Our strike force was small. Myself, Kael, Damon, Elena, Garrett, Maren, and Sera. Seven wolves walking toward something that had already nearly destroyed us once. Seven wolves against an entity older than memory. The numbers were not encouraging, but numbers had never stopped us before. The journey to the Wastes would take four days on foot. We carried only what we needed, moving fast and light. Every hour we delayed gave the entity more time to strengthen its anchor. Time was the enemy as much as the entity itself. Sera took the lead, following something only she could sense through her fragment. She had been unusually quiet since volunteering. Her usual sharp confidence had dissolved into a grim stillness that worried me more than I cared to admit. On the second day, while the others walked ahead
Two weeks after Marcus's execution, the first wolf went mad.His name was Torren, a middle-aged male from the Eastern territories who'd carried one of my fragments. He'd been normal, functioning, grateful for his salvation. Then one morning, he woke screaming about voices in his head, clawing at hi
The summons came at dawn, carried by neutral messengers from the High Council. Every Alpha within five territories was required to attend Marcus's trial. They wanted answers, justice, and most of all, they wanted to ensure that what had happened could never happen again.I stood in front of the mir
Three days passed in a state I couldn't properly describe. I existed as fragments, scattered across hundreds of minds, experiencing the world through borrowed senses. When a wolf ate, I tasted their food. When they slept, I shared their dreams. When they mourned, I felt their grief as my own. The
Wolves scattered, overwhelmed by the surge. I saw Garrett fall, saw Elena dragged down by three corrupted wolves. Saw the pack I'd sworn to protect being torn apart."Continue the ritual!" Maren shouted. "It's our only chance!"But I couldn't. I couldn't stand in this circle chanting while wolves d
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