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CHAPTER 8

Penulis: Megan Newman
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-31 02:38:41

Lyra didn’t sleep.

Not after the vision of the wolf-god.

Not after Rylan’s mouth on hers, his breath tangled with hers, his body burning against her like something fated and forbidden.

Dawn bled over the mountains, thin and cold. The castle groaned with the weight of old magic. Lyra stood on the balcony outside her chambers, the wind tangling her hair. Below, the courtyard buzzed with activity—soldiers sprinting, wolves pacing, guards exchanging panicked whispers.

Someone had found the body of a servant, throat slit, eyes blackened with shadow.

Another attack.

But the darkness inside the castle wasn’t the threat she feared most.

It was the storm walking toward her now.

Kade.

He stepped onto her balcony without knocking, without asking, without even pretending the boundary mattered. His boots clicked sharply on the stone; his cloak whipped behind him like a hungry shadow.

His eyes—once warm, once boyish—were now a storm of black and silver.

Jealousy. Rage. Desire twisted into something
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  • WOLVES OF WINTER MOON   CHAPTER 31

    The morning sunlight barely pierced the thick stone walls of the palace, leaving corridors dim and cold. Lyra Whitlock moved silently beside Rylan, her hand intertwined with his, heart still hammering from the bond’s surge the night before. The residual warmth from their private moment lingered on her skin, a fire she could feel even in the shadowed halls.Rylan’s golden eyes flickered constantly, scanning every doorway, every guard, every shadow. Even after their intimate encounter, even after the bond’s surge had burned white-hot through the castle, he remained alert, protective to the point of feral intensity.“The council meets at noon,” Queen Isolde said, appearing behind them like a ghost. Her silver hair caught the faint light, and her pale eyes held warning. “They will move quickly now that they know the truth. Veilborn blood… the Moonbound mark… it changes everything. You must be ready, Lyra.”Lyra nodded, but her thoughts kept straying to the memory of Rylan’s lips, his hand

  • WOLVES OF WINTER MOON   CHAPTER 30

    The council chamber had emptied, leaving only the tension between Lyra Whitlock, Prince Rylan, and King Kade, with Queen Isolde lingering near the high dais, her expression guarded, ice-cold, and unreadable. The echoes of the Winter Wraith’s attack still lingered in the air—faint scorch marks along the walls, the lingering pulse of magic in the stone, and the very real awareness that the bond between Lyra and Rylan had shifted something ancient.Lyra pressed close to Rylan as they moved forward, hands intertwined. The prince’s golden eyes were fixed on her, pulsing with the same feral intensity that had almost consumed them both during their last encounter with the Wraith. He was protective, yes—but he was also tethered to her by something deeper, something dangerous: the Moonbound bond that neither of them fully understood, yet both felt in every nerve of their bodies.King Kade stood near the throne, black robes brushing the floor, shadowed aura thick and suffocating. His gaze was s

  • WOLVES OF WINTER MOON   CHAPTER 29

    The aftermath of the Winter Wraith’s assault still lingered in the castle. Torches flickered in the corridors, smoke hung heavy in the air, and the faint pulse of Lyra’s bond with Rylan vibrated through the walls like a heartbeat too loud to ignore.Rylan’s golden eyes scanned every shadow as they walked through the halls, his hand never leaving the small of her back. The bond had surged during the last encounter, leaving them both raw, sensitive, and aching.“You’re still trembling,” he murmured, voice low and rough. His lips brushed her temple, and Lyra’s pulse spiked.“I’m not,” she whispered, trying to steady herself, but her fingers twitched against his chest. “Just… aware.”Rylan didn’t respond immediately, but his claws flexed subtly beneath the fabric of his partially shifted form. He sensed her, felt her, and knew how fragile they both were after the bond’s surge.“We need answers,” he finally said. “Kade won’t stop. And the Council… they aren’t exactly neutral observers anym

  • WOLVES OF WINTER MOON   CHAPTER 28

    The castle shook again, the sound of splintering stone echoing through the halls. Lyra pressed against Rylan, his arms a cage of heat and protection around her, gold eyes flashing, wolf beneath the surface coiling with lethal intent. The white-hot pulse of the bond between them throbbed through the chamber, stronger, hotter, more desperate than ever.“Lyra,” Rylan growled, jaw tight, claws flexing. “Stay behind me. Every move counts. Every second counts.”She nodded, heart hammering, feeling the pull of the bond and the tug of the Winter Wraith. It wasn’t just outside anymore; it was in every shadow, every whisper, every heartbeat of the castle. It hunted, and it knew where she was.Kade’s laughter echoed from the far end of the hall. “You two are so predictable,” he hissed, stepping into the chamber with a swirl of corrupted magic around his fists. His eyes burned with envy and obsession, focused entirely on Lyra. “You think the bond protects you? You think your little Ascendant tric

  • WOLVES OF WINTER MOON   CHAPTER 27

    The castle trembled. Stone walls cracked under the weight of dark magic, torches flickering violently as shadows danced unnaturally across the corridors. Lyra clung to Rylan, her white-hot mark blazing beneath her skin, pulsing in sync with his gold eyes. Every nerve in her body screamed danger, desire, and the irresistible pull of the bond that bound them tighter than steel.“Stay close,” Rylan whispered, his hands firm on her hips, claws brushing the fabric of her cloak, muscles coiled like a predator ready to strike. “Whatever happens… don’t let go.”Lyra’s hands threaded into his hair, nails grazing the nape of his neck. “I won’t,” she breathed, heart hammering. The bond screamed in response, a living, breathing force between them, white-hot and raw, amplifying every thought, every desire, every flicker of fear.Outside the chamber, the Winter Wraith moved through the corridors like living darkness. Lyra could feel it—its hunger, its ancient recognition, its desire for her power a

  • WOLVES OF WINTER MOON   CHAPTER 26

    The chamber feels impossibly small, though the stone walls stretch high above them. Lyra can still feel the lingering heat of their closeness, the lingering pulse of the bond that threads them together—alive, hungry, impossible. Even after the fire of their stolen, stolen intimacy, Rylan has not left her side. Every movement he makes mirrors hers, every breath synchronizes, every heartbeat echoes across the invisible tether that binds them.But the world will not pause. The Veil hums low, impatient, as if warning them the reprieve is temporary. And beyond the chamber, footsteps echo, deliberate, dangerous.Kade.Lyra’s chest tightens. She can sense him more than see him—a predator, lurking at the edge of firelight, eyes glinting with jealousy so sharp it could cut stone. He doesn’t just want her; he wants the power that courses through her veins. And perhaps, he wants to claim Rylan’s devotion, too.Rylan notices before she can speak. His jaw tightens, gold flaring dangerously bright.

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