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Lyra POVI used to think being rejected by my fated mate was the worst thing that could happen to me.Then I got pregnant.Three years ago, Alpha Asher Voss looked me in the eyes and refused to accept our bond. An Omega, he'd said. The future Alpha of one of the most powerful packs in the region, mated to a girl who grew up scrubbing floors in a Beta household.The Council of Elders overruled him. They declared me the Luna chosen by the Moon Goddess, and Asher was forced to compromise. We entered a three-year contract marriage with no mark. No promises and no permanence.That is how I became Alpha Asher Voss's invisible wife.I shielded him from the Council's scrutiny, managed his alliances, ran his pack so smoothly he never had to wonder who was holding it all together. And the part I will never forgive myself for — I fell in love with him.Now, with only thirty days left before the contract ended, thirty days before he would be free of me, thirty days before I lost the only man I ha

Lyra POVI stumbled back, one hand flying instinctively to my stomach.The movement was small, almost invisible, but it was the only thing I could think to do. Protect the baby. Protect the one secret that had not yet been taken from me because it was all I had left. I caught myself a second too late and dropped my hands to my sides, praying no one had noticed.No one had because no one was looking at me.Asher had his back to me, Vivienne's face pressed against his chest, his hand cradling the back of her head. She was crying again, making soft, delicate sobs that trembled through her whole body. As usual, she was giving a masterpiece performance.“Asher,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “Please don’t be angry with her.”The words were kind on the surface, but that made them worse."I only came to check on her," Vivienne whispered between hiccups. "I was worried. She looked so upset in the courtyard, and I thought maybe if I talked to her, sister to sister, I could make things bet

Lyra POVAs soon as the words left my mouth, the world went still.I felt it immediately. The bond, that thin, fraying thread of fate I had been clinging to for three years, pulled taut inside my chest like a wire about to snap. Pain bloomed behind my ribs, sharp and bright and nauseating, so much so that I almost doubled over, but I didn’t.It took me a few minutes to get my bearings, but when I did, I took a deep breath, turned around, and walked away. Past the whispers, past the life I had spent three years building for a man who never once looked at me and saw someone worth keeping.And I refused to look back.I'd almost made it halfway across the courtyard before his hand closed around my wrist."Are you done?"Asher's grip was tight but not painful. I could feel the tension in his fingers. His breathing was harder than it should have been, like he had been fighting something inside himself the entire way here.I didn't turn around. "Let go of me, Asher.""A rejection isn't somet

Lyra POVA few days before…My eyes darted to the rogues now closing in around me. Their eyes were red and filled with bloodlust. They snarled as they circled round me, forcing me to take several steps backward. “Please,” a sob broke out from the back of my throat as they snarled, coming closer. “I beg you in the name of the moon,” I called out, shouting at the top of my voice as I stared at the forest behind the rogues. I’d heard voices there, the voice that had said Asher wanted me back alive and with the baby. “Let me go, I promise, I won’t cause any trouble.”One of the rogues snarled closer, baring its teeth at me. I squinted at the darkness, catching a glimpse of human forms lurking in the shadow. Were they Asher’s men? What else did Asher want with me? Was rejecting and leaving him not enough? Was it now a crime to leave? “For the sake of the unborn baby in my womb,” I cried, pressing my hand closer to my stomach. “Just let me go. If Asher has sent you to kill me, I will stay

Lyra POVThe door opened, and the man who walked through it was not what I expected.He was taller than Asher, which was saying something, with broad shoulders and a build honed by years of combat training. His dark hair was cropped short, and his jaw was hard and angular, carved from the same stone as the walls around us. But it was his eyes that stopped me. They were grey, pale, striking grey, the color of a winter sky just before a storm.I had seen those eyes before. Every morning, in the mirror.He stood in the doorway for a long moment, staring at me with an expression I couldn't read. I had expected suspicion or curiosity, but what I saw on his face was deeper than both, almost like pain.Dr Calloway hovered behind him, clipboard pressed to his chest, visibly nervous. "Alpha Dorian, this is the woman our patrol unit brought in last night. She was—""Leave us." Dorian's voice was quiet, but it carried the weight of his Alpha command that was not accustomed to being questioned.T