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CHAPTER 1Nyra’s POVI learned how to run before I learned how to trust anyone in this world, and that feels like a sad thing to know about yourself when you’re only a kid. The night they killed my family, the whole sky burned red, like someone had set the clouds on fire, and even now, years later, I still hear their screams in my head when it gets quiet. I still smell the blood, that thick, metal smell that gets stuck in your nose and won’t leave, and no matter how far I run across dry lands or through dark forests, that memory follows me like a second shadow.“Run, Nyra!” Those were the last words my mother ever said to me, and her voice was desperate, sharp and breaking all at once, like a stick snapping under someone’s foot. I didn’t understand what was happening back then because I was only a girl, too young to know that monsters didn’t always look like monsters with fangs and claws. Some of them wore the faces of wolves, our own kind, and that was the scariest part. I remember

CHAPTER 3Nyra’s POVI laughed and I could not stop it, it came out sharp, bitter, almost broken, and it startled me even as I did it because it was not a laugh I wanted to feel inside me but it was the only thing I could do, and when I looked at him again I realized he was completely serious, his face calm, his eyes steady, and it made something twist in my chest because seriousness like that was dangerous, the kind that carried weight and knew exactly what it wanted, and I could feel it pressing against me even though he had only just stepped into my life, and I told him, “You just met me, you do not even know my name” and he only looked at me like he knew enough, and myChest tightened because people who think they know enough usually know too much and that made every hair on my body rise, and I asked him, “And what makes you think I would agree to this” and he answered simply, “Because you are tired of running,” and those words hit harder than I wanted them to because he was right

Someone had been in my room. I knew it before I even opened my eyes. The air felt wrong. Too still. I sat up slowly, my hand reaching beneath the pillow for the small knife I had hidden there. Nothing moved. The fireplace had gone cold. The curtains were closed. The door was shut. I slipped out of bed without making a sound. My eyes moved around the room. Everything looked untouched. The wardrobe was closed. The drawers were shut. My clothes were exactly where I had left them. I walked toward the table. Then I stopped. One drawer was slightly open. I pulled it wider. Empty. I checked the others. Nothing. My knife tightened in my hand. Whoever had entered hadn't come for money. They had come for information. I searched the room again. The blanket had been moved. My bag had been opened. Even the few things I carried from the Barrens had been touched. Someone had searched for something. But what? I opened the door. Two guards stood outside. They immediatel

The problem with pretending to be someone's Luna was that everyone expected you to act like you belonged to them. I was standing in Kael's study when he placed a sheet of paper on the table. “We need rules.” I looked at the paper. “Rules?” “For the arrangement.” I pulled out the chair and sat. “I thought we already agreed.” “We agreed to the arrangement. Not how it will work.” I picked up the paper. “How many rules?” “Enough to keep this from becoming complicated.” I looked at him. “It's already complicated.” Kael ignored that. “First, there will be no expectations of love.” I almost laughed. “That should be easy.” His eyes narrowed. “I'm serious.” “So am I.” “Good.” He continued. “No questioning each other's private affairs.” I nodded. “Fine.” “No interfering in each other's personal lives.” “Agreed.” “No making decisions for each other.” I looked up. “That one matters.” “I know.” “You don't get to order me around because you're Alpha.” His jaw tighten

I knew someone was following me. I didn't turn around. I kept walking through the quiet corridor, listening to the footsteps behind me. One. Two. Three. They stopped when I stopped. I smiled faintly. “Come out.” Silence. I turned. Nobody was there. My smile disappeared. Someone had been watching me. Again. I walked back to my room. The two guards outside immediately straightened. “Luna.” “Has anyone entered my room?” “No, Luna.” I studied them. “You're sure?” “Yes.” I opened the door. Everything looked normal. Too normal. I walked to the table and stopped. My bag was on the chair. I had left it beside the bed. I opened it. My clothes were still inside. But something was missing. An old piece of cloth. It was the only thing I had left from my childhood. I searched the room. Nothing. My heartbeat quickened. Someone hadn't been looking for money. They were looking for me. Or something connected to me. *** Across the fortress, Kael stood in his stud