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Lyra My eyes moved through the approaching warriors so fast. My wolf was agitated and growing increasingly impatient by the second. I realized she had already started bonding with Xavier’s wolf and was worried about him. I attempted to reach out and soothe her but I doubted that would have any effect as I was also a bundle of nerves. But then I saw him.Xavier.He was walking at the center of the group, a vacant expression on his face coupled with obvious exhaustion. His jet dark hair was pushed back from his face. There are dirt stains on the sleeve of his shirt. He was standing and he was alive. I let out the breath I didn’t even know I was holding as something in me broke loose all at once. My heart fluttered so much it couldn’t possibly be healthy. It felt like I could hear my heart beating in my chest and I feared everyone else could hear it too. I didn’t think as I raced across the courtyard to where he was. The cold wind whips against my face, high off excitement and reli

LyraThe woods in daylight was nothing like how the woods looked at night. Which of course is to be expected. Sunlight came through the canopy in long shafts that shifted as the branches moved above us. It illuminated the moss on the roots of trees and the wildflowers growing in the spaces between them, the kind that only bloomed in sheltered places where just enough light hit it. Birds chirped from somewhere high above. The air smelled of pine, damp soil and something sweet underneath, both of those that I still hadn’t been able to identify in all my time walking through these paths.Xavier walked several steps ahead. He didn’t rush, I followed him through the trees until the path opened into a clearing ringed by old growth and enormous trunks that looked like they had been there long before I was born. Xavier stopped.“Here,” he said.I looked around. The clearing was completely still except for the stream nearby and the occasional movement of light through the canopy of trees. N

LyraMy fingers still looked completely human as I turned them over in the morning light, studying them. Nothing but ten ordinary fingers, no claws, not even residual sharpening at the edges. With my level of fascination, you would think I had never shifted before. That wasn’t the case though it had just been so long I didn’t even realize how much I missed it till now.Shifting into your wolf is one of the most amazing things to happen to a werewolf.I flexed my fingers slowly, but still nothing.I sighed.“Stop staring at them.”I looked up.Xavier was leaning against one of the large trees at the edge of the clearing with his arms folded across his chest. He was watching me, I wondered for how long.“I wasn’t staring,” I said, my tone coming out overly defensive.“You’ve checked them out at least six times within the last minute.”I frowned. “You counted?”“I notice things.” He shrugged.Of course he did. I looked away, which meant looking at the scenery around us, the stream catchi

Lyra  I woke before the sun came up. For several seconds I lay completely still with my eyes open, waiting for the familiar heaviness to settle into my body the way it had every morning since my birthday, that dull persistent weight of everything that had happened pressing down on me before I was fully conscious enough to manage it.It didn’t come though.Instead, i feel a warmth growing in my chest. A brilliant smile graces my lips before I can stop it. My wolf.She is no longer distant. No longer buried under layers of pain and silence and the exhaustion of a bond that had been torn and left to heal without anyone’s help. It had been so long since I woke up feeling this way, I could feel her pressing lightly against the inside of my chest the way she had been since the clearing yesterday, since the shift attempt that had produced claws for three seconds before receding, si

LyraThat evening I stood at my window while Blackridge settled into the quiet of the late evening.The sun had gone fully behind the mountains and left the sky the deep blue of the last light before dark. In the courtyard below, the torches had been lit and their flames moved slightly in a wind. I could feel through the glass, faint vibration against my palm.My wolf was still awake and her restlessness washed over me in waves, the warm feeling that had radiated off her now long gone. It felt like she was trying desperately to communicate something important to me but I just couldn’t reach her or figure it out.I leaned closer to the glass.Someone was crossing the courtyard below.The figure walked with unhurried certain strides. It was the gait of a person who knew exactly where they were going and didn’t mind taking their time to get there.Alaric.He stopped at the center of the courtyard and looked up.His unblinking gaze found my window with a directness that told me he had alr