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Lyra’s POVI braced for the sting, my whole body rigid, waiting.It never came.Instead, I heard a sharp gasp not mine, but Wendy’s followed by the unmistakable sound of a grip closing hard around bone. My eyes flew open.Luca stood beside me, his fingers wrapped tightly around Wendy’s wrist, holding her hand suspended in the air, inches from my face. His expression was unlike anything I’d seen from him before not the cold fury I’d witnessed with his father, not the possessive anger I’d seen directed at Rowan. This was something colder. Sharper. Dangerous in a way that made even the air around us feel heavier.“You dare,” he said, his voice low, almost too quiet to hear, “raise your hand to her.”Wendy’s face drained of color instantly. “Luca, I….”“Do not,” he cut in, “say another word.”His grip tightened, and she winced, her breath catching audibly. I stood frozen beside them, still trying to process how quickly he had appeared, how he had crossed the distance between us and caught

Lyra’s POVWendy’s hand hung in the air, fire still dancing across her fingers as she prepared to strike.I barely had time to react before Luca moved.He stepped between us, and the moment he did, the entire atmosphere shifted. It felt as though some invisible force swept through the hallway, the flames around Wendy’s hand extinguished at once, the unnatural glow in her eyes dimmed and vanished, and the tension that had filled the corridor seemed to shatter apart, replaced by an uneasy quiet.Luca stood facing me, his back to Wendy, and though his expression remained calm, there was something so commanding in his presence that the entire hallway seemed to hold its breath.“Dara,” he said, looking directly at me.I blinked. For a moment I wasn’t even sure he was speaking to me.“You don’t have to answer everything that provokes the worst in you,” he said. “Don’t let anyone pull you into becoming someone you’re not.”I lowered my eyes.“Think about it,” he went on, his voice firm but g

Prince Luca’s POVI stepped forward before the figure at the center of the hall could finish speaking.“That is enough.”My voice cut through the room, and every conversation died instantly. I didn’t care who was disappointed by the interruption, didn’t care about the curious faces turning toward me or the whispers already threading through the crowd.Whatever this was could wait.“We are here for an important event,” I said firmly, “and I won’t allow anything to interrupt it. We will continue with the main event, and we will uncover exactly who framed Lyra for the theft of the golden relic at Alpha Ashwood’s pack.”My eyes found her. She stood beside me, and despite everything unfolding around her, she looked breathtaking her golden hair catching the chandelier light, her lips parted slightly in a way that drew my attention entirely. Those lips. The ones I’d kissed more times than I could count, the ones that always seemed to loosen whatever anger I carried into a room. Tonight they

Lyra’s POVI knew exactly what I was about to do. I was going to save Prince Luca. Whoever watched, whatever they thought once they finally understood I wasn’t the weak, wolfless girl they’d always believed, none of it mattered anymore. He lay in front of me, pale, his breath dangerously shallow. I couldn’t stand here and let him die simply because I feared what my own secret would cost me.I stepped closer. Before my hand reached him, movement stirred behind me.Luna Seraphina had regained consciousness. Her eyes went straight to her son. “Luca…” She tried to stand, and Elara caught her, steadying her upright.Then her gaze found me. “What did you do to my son?”I shook my head quickly. “Nothing. Don’t worry I’ll find a way to save him.”Her eyes narrowed. “Save him?”“Yes.” I swallowed. “As his personal slave, I know a thing or two that can help.”The lie came easily enough, though it sat wrong in my chest. I couldn’t tell her the truth, that whatever healing lived inside me was tie

Prince Luca’s POVI opened my eyes slowly, moonlight spilling through the window and falling across my face. For a moment I couldn’t place where I was, couldn’t remember what had happened.Then it all came rushing back.Lyra. Her golden hair. Those bright blue eyes. The way she’d looked at me right before the darkness swallowed everything.“Lyra!” My voice came out louder than I meant it to. “Lyra! Lyra!” I tried to sit up, but hands pressed firmly against my shoulders.“Easy!”I turned and found my twin brother beside me, relief flooding his face. “You’re finally awake. You’re fine. You’re alive.”I barely heard him. My eyes swept the room, searching. Where was she? Where was the girl who’d been beside me when everything went black?My mother entered next, my sister and twin brother close behind her. “Luca!” She rushed to my side. “Thank the Moon Goddess, you’re awake.”Elara hovered close behind, and Leo lingered near the doorway, visibly relieved.I looked at each of them. “Where’s