LOGINLyra Whitlock, a lone wolf with a rare bloodline, is forced into a political mating pact with the powerful Frostfang Pack to prevent war. She accepts out of duty, even though she knows nothing about her intended mate—the heir, Prince Kade Draven. But on the night of the Winter Moon festival, she has a forbidden, intoxicating encounter with a stranger in the woods. Their chemistry is instant, primal, soul-deep. Neither ask for names. Neither expect consequences. The next day, she arrives at Frostfang territory… …only to discover the stranger is not Kade Draven. He is the younger brother, Prince Rylan Draven—dangerous, reckless, and the black sheep of the pack. Worse: their one-night connection awakened the dormant Moonbound Curse, an ancient force that marks true mates and destroys all rival bonds. Now Lyra is fated to the wrong brother. And breaking the curse would kill one of them. Meanwhile, the pack is hiding secrets far older and darker than the brothers’ rivalry—secrets tied to Lyra’s bloodline. And someone inside Frostfang wants her dead before the next full moon.
View MoreThe chamber still trembled with the aftershocks of Lyra’s Veil surge. Every stone seemed to hum with her power, every torch flickered under the weight of the energy she had unleashed. Shadows twisted and writhed along the walls, recoiling from the radiant force, but the intruder remained poised, unmoving—its silver eyes burning like twin moons, unblinking, unyielding.Rylan pressed close to her, his golden aura flickering violently. His breaths came in harsh, ragged gasps, each inhale pulling at the edges of his strength. The bond pulsed wildly, a tether between them, a conduit of power—but one that was draining him faster than he could recover.“You—can’t—hold it,” he rasped, voice raw and ragged. “Lyra… the bond—it’s too strong… I can’t survive much longer if you push…”“I know!” she snapped, tears streaking her face, anger and fear coiling together like a living thing. “I see it, Rylan! But I can’t—I won’t—let him take me, let Kade claim me, let that thing—let it destroy everything
The shadows filled the chamber like a living tide, curling and twisting, drowning the golden light from Rylan’s wolf energy. Lyra felt the Veil screaming inside her, stretching past the edges of control, coiling around her heart and lungs as if demanding a release she wasn’t certain she could survive.Rylan’s arms were locked around her, pressing her to him. Every pulse of the Veil scorched his skin through their bond, forcing him to grit his teeth, claws digging into the floor as his golden aura flickered dangerously. The strain on him was undeniable—he was burning, every heartbeat threatening to unravel, yet he would not release her. He could not.Lyra’s hands clutched at his shoulders, desperate. Her power surged, responding to the threat in the room, to the intruder’s presence, to Kade’s looming shadow behind them. The king’s eyes glittered with hunger and obsession, fixed entirely on Lyra. His jealousy was a living thing, gnawing at his pride, his control, his need to dominate he
The chamber smelled of fire, iron, and something older—ancient, predatory, impossible to name. Lyra’s heart hammered in her chest, echoing in the veins of the Veil itself. Every pulse of her magic seemed magnified, amplified by the predator outside, by the shadows creeping along the walls, and by the bond between her and Rylan—burning, raw, too much, yet not enough.Rylan’s arms wrapped around her, his wolf energy radiating in a golden aura that lit the room like molten sunlight. Yet even that radiance seemed small against the encroaching darkness.“Kade,” Rylan growled, voice dripping venom. “Step back. Now.”The king’s jaw tightened. His pride, his jealousy, his obsession with Lyra’s Veil power all warred inside him. “Step back?” he spat, voice low, dangerous. “Do you think I’ll stand aside while you… own her? You’ve done nothing but protect her because you’re weak. Because you cannot handle her power. I—”“I handle her, Kade!” Rylan snapped, eyes flaring gold. “Not the Veil! She ch
The figure moved like liquid darkness across the floor, its silver eyes locked on Lyra. The light from the chamber flickered and danced across its form, elongating the shadows until they wrapped the walls, the ceiling, and even the air itself.Rylan tightened his hold around Lyra. Her head rested against his chest, body trembling not only from the residual Veil energy but from the raw proximity of the shadow.“This isn’t just another attack,” he whispered, teeth gritted, voice low and dangerous. “It’s here for you, Lyra. It knows what you are—and it’s not leaving without taking it.”Lyra’s pulse pounded so violently in her ears she could hear nothing else. Her hand, trembling, slid up to clutch the Veil mark on her wrist. It throbbed beneath her skin, alive, resonating with the predator’s approach. She could feel it, whispering—urgent, insistent, warning.Rylan shifted slightly, pulling her closer. “Stay still. Focus on me. I won’t let it touch you.”Her voice shook. “Rylan… what if i
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