Lyney Lynette Novels & Stories

Maximus clears his throat, his sharp glare warning her to stop staring. Her name is Lynnel. She is gorgeous, dressed in all black, with cold green eyes that look like they’ve seen so much—eyes that can tell danger from good a mile away. Even though I doubt her intentions, something about her presence makes it easier to breathe. “I never imagine the young girl could be this powerful,” she whispers, her gaze locked on mine, still in awe. “I feel it. I feel her power from miles away. And she is…” Lynnel pauses, inhaling deeply as if breathing me in. “She is beautifully… destructive.”

I stood behind her so that they would have a full view of her; after all, she was the Luna. “On behalf of the alpha, I want to specially welcome you all to our pack, Axelland,” Lyra said warmly, her voice carrying authority yet kindness. “Most of you know me as I have been with you for the past year. But for those who don’t know me, my name is Lyra. I am Damien’s mate, and this is Denise, his sister. He has been incredibly busy, but he extends his wishes and says he will come and see you when he has the time.”