Lyra Rae Novels & Stories

“That’s why she glows.” Lyra squealed, running barefoot across the grass. “Papa! Watch me!” Damon shifted instantly, hands out in case she tripped. “I’m watching, moonfire. Slow down before you break your neck.” “I won’t!” she shouted. “The moon helps me!” Behind us, Kara snorted. “Gods, she’s a menace.” Gemma folds her arms. “A powerful menace.” Asher grind. “She’s five. Give her a few years and she’ll be leading the training sessions.”

Elias watched her go, then murmured under his breath. "...That was her, wasn't it?" Theo nodded. "Lyra Moreno. Nineteen. College student. Secret CEO. Possibly a cat in human form." Kade leaned in. "And also the girl your mother wants you to marry." Rio: "You're doomed, man." Later that Day Despite being one of the most prestigious campuses in the city, Moonvile University still hadn't quite figured out what to do with Lyra Moreno. She didn't join clubs. She didn't volunteer in class.

"Who are you?” Kaelan growled. The sound wasn’t loud, but it vibrated straight through her bones. His forearm pressed her back against the tree, his body a wall of heat and fury pinning her in place. Lyra’s breath caught, her pulse thundering so violently she felt it in her fingertips. Her mouth opened, but nothing came out. “I… I’m…” she stammered. Her voice cracked, but she forced the words out anyway. “I’m from… The Stormfall pack.”

Ryker- After returning with the second rogue we captured, I was going to help Leo for a bit, before going to check on Taelin. I figured she was sleeping, so I didn’t want to disturb her. I was about to ask Leo if he had found anything about the first rogue I brought in when Sara came flying down the stairs in a panic. “Alpha!” Sara screamed, her voice higher pitched than normal. “Yes?” Both the Alpha King and I said simultaneously.

Doing it publicly feels like exposing the most intimate part of ourselves to an audience. "The kingdom needs to see this," he reminds me gently. "Not just the political alliance, but the genuine connection. That's what will make them accept what you're building." He's right, of course. But knowing something intellectually and feeling ready for it emotionally are different things entirely. The musicians begin the processional, and conversation dies as all eyes turn toward the hall's entrance. My breath catches as Lyra appears first, radiant in a gown of silver silk that seems to capture and reflect light like moonbeams. Her auburn hair is crowned with white roses, and the amulet Elder Thalia

“Hi. You must be Ronan’s mate. I’m Lyra, I don’t think we’ve met yet.” Raine eyed the woman’s outstretched hand, taking note of the calluses on her palm. She forced a smile, and took her hand. “Hi Lyra. My name is Raine.” Lyra’s smile widened. She dragged out the chair next to Raine’s and sat in it, dropping the box on the table beside her. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Raine.” She sent her another smile, “I don’t see around the pack much. Do you just lock yourself in here all day?”

“This isn’t just personal. If the pack finds out there could be two heirs, it’ll divide them.” “Which is exactly what someone wants.” He turned to me. “Then we find her before they do.” The following morning, we started digging. Callen spoke with the inner circle while I watched from a distance. I wandered the marketplace, listened to the rumors, and watched the movements of those closest to Kael. Then I saw her. A slender figure near the well. Dark hair. A hand resting absently on her belly. Her name was Lyra. A warrior. Quiet. Loyal to Kael since they were teens.

Ryan break this pictu- My eyes get terrifically wide as I see the playboy swimsuit calendar on his table. The girl in the bikini is Kelly Clawford, the model I slept with last week. Is he into girls? Is he straight? I ask myself. My wolf is swimming in jealousy, envying the calendar bikini girl. Ryan, tear this calendar and that dog's picture, break all the computers and tables. Dakota screams in my head. "I have an extra if you like it this much." I knew who said that because my heartbeats instantly fasten hearing his smug voice. I turn my head, glaring at my mate. Does this human even know who I am?

But sitting there between Emma and Darius—her hand probably in Emma’s, her head leaning on Darius’s arm—how could she answer? I didn’t call again. Still, some parts of me stirred with unease. So, I called her teacher. “Oh, Rae,” her teacher chuckled softly, “Lyra’s doing great. She’s in the lounge on a video call right now—with her dad and… another young woman.” My throat tightened. But I smiled through it. “Let her be,” I said gently. “I won’t interrupt.” I hung up, leaned back in my chair, and opened the chat app.

Why couldn't we just be together? A tear escaped my eye as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. What would people say in the pack? That I was a young lady with bad luck, unfortunate and unlucky in love. I shook my head, refusing to accept that. I was Lyra, the princess of the Ravenclaw pack, the daughter of Alpha Redwyn ,and the Luna of Prince Caius and I would not be defeated.