CHAPTER 2

Lyra’s POV

The night air was cold, biting against my skin as I stood face to face with Nyla , the sister I had once loved and trusted. The sister who now wore a twisted smirk that chilled me to my core.

“So This is goodbye,Nyla?,” I said softly, my voice trembling but firm. “I don’t know how to make you see the truth, but I hope one day you’ll realize how much I loved you, despite everything.”

Nyla chuckled darkly, crossing her arms. “Spare me the sentiment, Lyra. You think I don’t know you’re planning to slink away with your tail between your legs? You think you’re some tragic heroine? You’re pathetic.”

I froze, her venomous words sinking in. “Why are you saying this?”

“Why?” she echoed, her voice dripping with mockery. “Because I’ve waited for this moment my entire life. To watch you, the perfect little Lyra, fall from your pedestal. You’ve always been the favorite and always in my way stopping me from getting anything I wanted,weren’t you?.

You were always Loved by our parents even though they barely show it but I have overheard it from them a lot of times, admired by the pack, chosen by Xander . You were always in my way every f*cking time and I’m sick and tired of you.”

Shock coursed through me. “I was always in your way? Nyla, I never—”

“Never what? Never noticed? Of course, you didn’t,” she snapped, her eyes gleaming with malice. “You were too busy being the golden child and the good daughter. But I’ll let you in on a little secret, dear sister: I never liked you. You were a blemish in my life that needed to be cut out. And now, I’m finally getting rid of you forever!” She said as came closer to me almost sharing same breath with me.

Her words felt like a spear threw at my chest, My breath hitched and my heart felt constrained as I tried to process the depth of her hatred. “You… you set me up.”

Her smirk widened. “That man in your bed?, Yes, that was a little arrangement of mine and Xander, your Alpha was aware of the whole plans.” She let out a brief laugh.

“we wanted to the pack and our parents how unworthy you truly are.”

My eyes stung from tears, but my chest was burning with rage. "Why?…Why would you do this to me?”

“Because I and Xander are in love with each other!” Nyla spat, her voice rising with emotion. “Xander was supposed to be mine, not yours. He was my future, my destiny. And you wanted to steal him from me through our parents, just like you’ve stolen everything else.”

A bitter laugh escaped her lips as she took a step closer. “But it’s over now. You’re leaving, and no one will stop that from happening and no one will know you’re dead or mourn you. Not the pack, not our parents, not even xander. You’ll be forgotten forever.”

I was devastated by the weight of her words, but I also felt a spark of outrage. "No," I said, sounding more composed than I actually was.

"I will not allow you to get away with this, Nyla. I’ll tell everyone the truth. They’ll know what you’ve done.”

Nyla’s expression darkened. “Oh,

Lyra. Try if you can….You really should keep your mouth shut.”

Before I could react, some guys appeared from the darkness, their gazes harsh and ruthless. I felt a lurched in my stomach as they drew closer, and then I realized Nyla wasn't bluffing.

"Make sure she doesn't live to tell anyone what happened here," Nyla instructed, her tone cold and detached.

The first punch came hard and fast, knocking the wind out of me. Then another, and another. Pain exploded in my ribs, my arms, my legs. I tried to fight back, but they were relentless, Their fists and feet strike with ruthlessness.

Through the cloud of pain, I noticed Nyla observing, her expression free of regret.“Goodbye, sister,” she said, her voice almost sweet as one of her lackeys plunged a knife into the side of my stomach.

I gasped, the agonising pain snatching my breath. I dropped to the ground, a pool of blood beneath me and my vision blurring.

The world grew colder and darker. My body felt heavy, my heartbeat slowing.

My life whole life flashed through my eyes in few minutes especially the mating ceremony—The vows exchanged under the shining moon,the congratulations from the pack and my evil twin sister,the cocktail at the bar and seeing Nyla’s face while I was dizzy after the drink.

“Moon Goddess,” I whispered, tears streaming down my face. “If you can hear me, you know I don’t deserve this..… please, grant me vengeance. Make them pay for what they’ve done to me.”

The darkness surrounding my entire world, and I had a complete blackout, unable to recall what happened next.

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I felt was the softness beneath me— A bed. The delicate aroma of lavender and jasmine fragrance hung in the air, as warm sunshine spilt through lace curtains, creating elegant patterns on the walls.

I snapped looking puzzled. I ran my hand through my stomach slowly— where I was stabbed by one of Nyla’s men. The pain was gone and not even a scar was visible,it was replaced by an odd sense of stillness.

I sat up slowly, my hands holding the edge of the bed. Something felt… different. My body moved, but it didn’t feel like mine.

A knock at the door startled me. “Mia?” a soft voice called.

“Mia?” I echoed, confused.

The door creaked open, and a middle-aged woman stepped inside, her facial expression was filled with concern.

"Thank the Moon Goddess, you're awake, my daughter," she murmured, her voice choked with passion as she hugged me firmly, nearly strangling my breathing.

I stared at her, my mind racing. “Where am I?”

"You're home," she replied softly. "You have gone through so much, my dear. "We thought we had lost you..."

Home? My mind raced as I tried to make sense of her remarks. I felt my breath seize in my throat as I glanced at the dresser mirror.

The face staring back at me seemed strangely similar to mine, but somehow very different. Silver hair cascaded over my shoulders, defining enthusiastic dark brown eyes and outstanding features.

“This… this isn’t me,” I murmured, my hand trembling as I touched my reflection.

The woman frowned, concern etched across her face. “Mia, are you sure you’re fully all right?”

Mia. That name again. My mind reeled as realization dawned.

I was so confused for some minutes I couldn’t wrapped my head around me waking up as another person after being stabbed badly by my sister’s sycophant.

I think the Moon Goddess had answered my prayer. I wasn’t dead. But I wasn’t Lyra anymore.

I was Mia.