Mag-log inShe was born a warrior, yet destiny forced a crown upon her head. Aria buried her dreams beneath duty children, responsibility, and a marriage that slowly unraveled after she was betrothed at a young age to Kael, the pack’s heir and future Alpha. But nothing could have prepared her for the night she caught her mate kissing her maid. Aria may be an Omega, but she carries secrets far darker than anyone could ever imagine.
view moreMira's POVWait.Something was wrong.I pulled my horse to a stop, the pendant from my uncle heavy against my chest."Mira?" Damon rode up beside me. "What is it?""I don't know. Something feels..." I looked back toward Evergreen, toward where Killian stood watching. "Off.""Cold feet about the expedition?""No. It's not that." I touched my abdomen unconsciously. "It's like... a warning. A premonition."Damon's expression turned serious. Lycans learned early not to ignore instincts."You want to turn back?"I was about to say yes when a howl split the air.Not a greeting. Not a call.A warning.An attack."EVERGREEN!" I wheeled my horse around. "Something's attacking Evergreen!"We raced back toward the pack house, and what I saw made my blood turn to ice.The ground was splitting open. Cracks spreading like spider webs across the territory. And from those
Three Months LaterMira's POVI woke to sunlight streaming through the windows of my chambers the Luna's chambers, properly mine now after Kael's official abdication.The pack house had been rebuilt, stronger than before. The fields were green with new growth. Wolves who'd fled during the conquest were returning home, bringing hope with them.Evergreen was healing.So was I.Mostly.I rolled over, expecting to find the bed empty Killian had returned to Redmoon two weeks ago to handle some crisis with the council but instead found a familiar figure sitting in the chair by the window."You're back early," I said, unable to hide my smile."Missed you too much to stay away." Killian crossed the room and sat on the edge of the bed. "Besides, I have news. Good news, for once.""I could use some good news.""The council has officially voted to establish the Alliance of Free Packs.
Mira's POVThe aftermath of battle was always worse than the fighting itself.Bodies needed to be identified, honored, buried. Wounded needed healing. Prisoners needed judgment. And a pack needed to be reassured that the nightmare was over.I stood in the courtyard as healers moved among the injured, trying to focus on the tasks at hand instead of the exhaustion threatening to drag me under.Ramona sat nearby, her arm in a sling, watching me with concerned eyes."You should rest," she said for the third time."I will. After ""After what? After you've personally tended every wound? Resolved every dispute? Rebuilt the entire pack single-handedly?" She struggled to her feet. "You're not a machine, Mira. You're allowed to be tired.""I'm allowed to be Luna. Which means ""Which means delegating. Trusting others. Not carrying every burden alone." She touched my arm. "Let Kael handle the prisoner interrogatio
Mira's POVThe hours crawled by in the darkness.I worked the chains methodically, testing every link, every weak point. The silver burned my skin, but I'd felt worse. Pain was just information. Fear was just another obstacle.And I'd overcome both before."You're wasting your strength," Ramona whispered. "Those chains are solid. Silver-reinforced. Even if you could break them ""I can't break them. But I can dislocate my thumb, slip my hand through, and relocate it." I'd done it before during training, though my father had punished me severely for the risk. "It'll hurt. But I'll be free.""And then what? Fight through thirty soldiers with your bare hands?""If I have to.""Mira ""I'm not dying in chains, Ramona. Not on my knees. Not giving Aria the satisfaction." I met her eyes in the dim torchlight. "I've lost everything else. My son. My parents. My pack. My mate. I'm not losing my dignity too."
Mira's POVThree days of hard riding brought us to Evergreen's borders.The land looked different than I remembered. Scarred. Wounded. Fields that should have been green with spring growth lay fallow. Villages we passed were half-empty, their inhabitants fled or dead.This was what conquest looked
Mira's POVDawn broke over Redmoon Pack, painting the sky in shades of blood and gold.The castle was a ruin. Half the western wall had collapsed. The fires still smoldered in three locations. Bodies littered the courtyard guards, rebels, Aria's invaders, all mixed together in death.I sat among th
Mira's POVThe tunnels were worse than I'd imagined.Dark. Suffocating. The walls seemed to press in from all sides, and the air was thick with the smell of earth and ancient decay. Our torches cast flickering shadows that danced like demons."First pillar is half a mile ahead," Killian whispered,
Mira's POVDay One.I woke before dawn to find a tray of food outside our door and a note tucked beneath the plate.Margot knows. She's in. Meet at the old armory at noon. Come alone. KI burned the note in the candle flame and watched the ashes scatter."What was that?" Ramona asked sleepily from
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