{Lyra}The second Dominic's lips touched mine, I exploded.Not literally, thank the Goddess—but something deep in my chest definitely did. It felt like every ounce of confusion, fear, and grief cracked open all at once, and out bloomed this wild, urgent need to pull him closer. My entire being leaned into him, my fingers twisting into the collar of his ruined shirt like I never wanted to let go. I felt my wolf rise with a deep, hungry growl, one that vibrated in my bones and begged me to claim him.My lips parted on instinct, and suddenly, the world went hazy around the edges. His body heat soaked into mine, his hand cradling the back of my head like I was the only fragile thing he’d ever handle with care.My magic hummed, a green glow curling in the corners of my vision, and Dominic’s eyes lit up gold like sunrise breaking over shadow.And then I knew… our mate bond was finally igniting. His mouth tore from mine like he’d just remembered how to breathe. He looked wrecked. Handsomel
{Dominic}“Who's they?” Odessa asked, her eyes darting between Dahlia and I, filled with unease. I glanced over at her, “Corrupted creatures,” I said. “They’re not human, and all they do is hunt and destroy whatever’s in front of them.” “Like the one that attacked Lyra and I back at the asylum.” Odessa’s eyes widened in realization. “Exactly. But judging from the intensity of the smell, I would say these ones are way worse.”We all shared a look, and when Odessa saw my eyes, she began shaking her head. She obviously knew what I was about to say before I even said it.“I have to go out there.”“No,” Odessa said instantly, her voice sharp like cracked glass. “We’re not doing that. We just got you back, Dominic. You—this is a terrible plan.”I took in a breath and stepped forward, “I’m not going to sit here and wait to be cornered. We need a way out, and someone needs to draw that thing away from the exit.”“You’re not seriously thinking—” Dahlia started, but Odessa cut her off.“No.
{Lyra}“And I suppose I’m just meant to… trust you now? After everything you’ve done?”My fingers hadn’t stopped trembling since I shattered that orb, and it felt like my heart was playing hopscotch in my chest.Alissa gave an exaggerated sigh. “Trust? Oh, sweetheart. You think I need your trust? What I need is for you to not die in the next twenty-four hours.”“Gee, thanks for the vote of confidence,” I muttered, pressing a hand to my still-thudding heart. “So what—you’ll just tutor me?”“That would take weeks,” she said dismissively. “We don’t have weeks, we barely have minutes. No, we need something faster… deeper.”I turned around slowly, arms folded across my chest. “Define deeper.”“I’ll put you in a limbo state,” she said smoothly. “A kind of suspended consciousness. There, I can unlock your ancestral memories. You’ll receive the Mark of the Pure Blood. It’ll grant you access to the witches before you.”“And… this is safe?” I asked, eyes narrowing.She snorted. “No. But neither
{Lyra}We waited until the sky had darkened and traces of the moon had begun to show. The streets of Crownshaven had quieted, and the darkness made it perfect for what we were about to do. Reina tightened the strap on her boot, her eyes focused on the task ahead.“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” I asked.“Born ready.”Ryker smirked beside her and tugged her close by the waist. “Then kiss me for luck.”She rolled her eyes, but only half-heartedly, before she leaned in and gave him a kiss that made me politely avert my gaze. A few seconds later, she pulled away, whispered something in his ear that made him grin, and then turned and slipped into the night.Ryker exhaled slowly. “Let’s hope that firecracker doesn’t burn the whole city down.”“Wouldn’t put it past her,” I muttered.We crept closer to the edge of the street where my mansion sat, looking like a fortress than a home. Varen had taken it over completely; guards patrolled every corner, talking amongst themselves but still
{Dominic}The road back to Crownshaven was darker than I expected. Maybe it was the clouds, maybe it was my own shadow stretching longer after everything I'd lost in the span of 48 hours.We traveled by moonlight, slipping through the forest like shadows with an agenda. The path was tight, crooked, and overgrown,Ryker moved a few paces ahead of me, silent for the most part, occasionally brushing aside a low-hanging branch or grumbling when his boots hit a root.“Are we close?” I asked, ducking under some overgrowth that clung to my shoulders.Ryker glanced back, grin sharp under the moonlight. “Starting to think I dragged a ghost with me. You’ve barely made a sound.”“I’m savoring the peace,” I muttered. “Won’t be much of that once we walk into a warzone.”“Fair enough.”Another mile passed. The wind had a cold bite to it, but the walk was brisk enough to warm the blood in my sore limbs. Despite the tension humming beneath my skin, I could feel myself returning to that old rhythm of
{Lyra}The walls of my mind cracked like lightning had kissed the edge of sanity. It felt like an off-key violin screeching through my skull at full volume. Everything inside me was shaking—like an earthquake tearing through my soul.“Do you seriously believe you can just push me out?” Alissa asked. Her voice sounded more like a shrill storm in the dark.I stood in the middle of the black void, barefoot and unshaking. My skin glowed with silver streaks of lightning, trapped under my veins and a strange energy hummed inside of me.“I’m not leaving,” I said calmly, taking a step forward. “You hijacked my body, ruined everything, and now you’re mad that I want it back?”“You offered your body in exchange for Odessa, lest you forget.” Alissa’s expression twisted. “You’re weak, Lyra. Face it.”Funny how words hit differently when you’ve already heard them all your life. From Victor, from strangers, from even myself, sometimes.But not anymore… not today.“I’m not weak,” I said. “You’re jus