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Lyra’s pov The ballroom shimmered with the bright lights and torches hung in gold, lined across the walls. There was laughter across the room and the scent of expensive perfume wafted across the air mixed with the mouth watering savoring scent of the delicious food passed around in exquisite trays by the Omegas. But I couldn’t breath. The air was also thick with something. Whispers. The type of scornful ones, that when I heard it, It felt like my neck was squeezed tightly with a vice. “He hasn’t taken his eyes off her all night.” “Who is she?” “Don’t you know? It’s Sable.” “Who’s she? What woman has the power to make Lyra’s man look so distraught and distracted.” I swallowed, forcing a smile as I ignored them, grabbing Cassian’s arm, just like I always did in public gatherings because I always felt safe and comforted, especially when he would wrap his arms around me. But he didn’t. And I felt even more a fool, standing there with my arms wrapped around his stiff one at his sid

Lyra’s pov The next morning I woke up to the soft hum of dawn and the chill of what my reality was. It was clear from the strewn sheets that he had slept in here. Probably crept in after I had shut him out in the middle of the night. My heart softened as I reached out, grabbing the sheets, like I was feeling for the scent of him. Today was Sunday. Sunday mornings were one of our sacred ritual day- always had been. Cassian and I hunted together every week since our mating. It was one of our many traditions that made us closer and despite the crazy days so far, I was hoping on just getting some time alone with him. So when I came down the stairs an hour later dressed and fastening the belt of my cloak, I froze, extremely shocked at the scene before me. Cassian stood in the foyer, dressed in his hunting wear, laughing with her. Sable. In a hunting wear as well. Her hair glowed like gold in the morning light, her hand brushing his arm as she smiled up at him. The sight was enough t

Lyra’s povI sat on the couch in my room, the soft rustle of my book as I turned the pages once in a while the only sound as I read.I could smell her perfume as they drifted through my open window from her room, the way the Omegas gushed over her as they helped her get ready.“You look exceptionally beautiful, Luna Sable!” They exclaimed.My heart churned as the door was pushed open moments later and Cassian walked in. I peeped from my book as he shut the door behind him, catching sight of his sharp cut jawline his grim expression, the way his muscles strained against his jacket.I hadn't realized my hardened expression had softened upon seeing him. He was my Alpha, my husband and each time I looked at him all I felt was pride that he was mine and mine alone. It hurt having to feel nothing but disgust and my expression hardened remembering what he had done..Turning to my book, I could sense the surprise in his voice. “You're not dressed?”I casually turned a page in my book. “I’m su

Lyra POVBy the time I left my room, my wolf was already restless.She paced beneath my skin, claws scraping against my ribs, unsettled in a way I didn’t understand. For years, she’d been quiet, subdued, obedient, dulled down until I barely felt her presence at all. I’d thought it was normal. Necessary. Something that came with being a Luna who learned to survive by not taking up too much space.But now?Now she pressed against my chest like she wanted out.Not because of Cassian.That was the strangest part.Her agitation didn’t pull toward him the way it should have. It didn’t lean into the bond or soften at the thought of his presence. Instead, it reacted to memory.Green eyes in the dark.A calm voice that didn’t demand or judge.A hand that had reached for mine without expectation.I clenched my jaw and shoved the thought away.Draven.Thinking of him now felt like a betrayal all on its own, dangerous, confusing, unwanted. I scolded myself silently as I walked down the corridor,

Lyra povBy midday, the pack house no longer felt like mine.I noticed it first in the way the omegas paused when they saw me, just a second too long, a hesitation that hadn’t existed before. Their smiles came slower, and strained as if it was forced. Some bowed. Others didn’t know whether to. It was as though the rules had shifted overnight and no one had bothered to explain them to me.And then I saw her.Sable sat at the long communal table near the western windows, sunlight catching in her hair as she laughed softly at something one of the betas said. She wasn’t perched stiffly, the way guests usually were…. Well, she wasn’t a guest anymore anyway.She leaned in, her elbows resting comfortably on the polished wood, one leg crossed over the other like she belonged there. Like she’d always belonged there. And maybe she did.Two omegas stood close by, one pouring tea for her, the other nodding eagerly as Sable spoke.“Oh, you don’t have to do that,” Sable said with a gentle smile. “B