Lira Fenwick has spent her life hidden away in the Duskborne Pack, protected by her overbearing father and kept in the dark about her true origins. Born under a rare lunar eclipse, whispers of her birth carry an ancient prophecy—one her father has kept buried. The pack members are protective, yet distant, leaving Lira to feel like an outsider in her own home. When the Grimhowl Pack, the largest and most powerful in the country, attacks Duskborne, Lira is captured and brought to the northern territories. There, Alpha Caius Vexmoor reveals a shocking truth: Lira is his destined mate, a bond that could either unite their warring packs or destroy them both. But Lira’s powers, long dormant and unknown, are tied to an ancient prophecy—one that a hidden enemy seeks to unleash. As Lira grapples with the weight of her newfound destiny, she must decide whether to embrace her fate or risk everything to protect the ones she loves. But the deeper she digs, the more she realizes that the truth may be more dangerous than anyone ever imagined. And the shadows are closing in.
View MoreLira wandered through Grimhowl, taking in its vastness with a quiet awe. The snow-coveredground beneath her boots crunched as she walked, the cold northern air biting at her cheeks. Itwas so different from Valenwood, where the forest had felt alive with magic—where the verytrees seemed to whisper secrets. Here, everything was built on strength, from the toweringstone walls of the Alpha’s mansion to the well-maintained roads and grand structures that dottedthe landscape. There was power in the air, a raw, unyielding force that felt almost tangible.She couldn’t help but admire it. Grimhowl was a fortress, built to withstand anything. But as shecontinued through the compound, her thoughts inevitably returned to the danger that loomedahead. Malakar’s forces were growing stronger, and no amount of strength or fortitude would beenough to fight them unless they figured out how to harness their own power. And that, shethought, was something she wasn’t sure they could do.Her footste
Despite the warmth of the Alpha’s mansion, Caius barely felt it. The crackling fire in the hearthand the plush leather chair did little to ease the tension that had taken root in his body. As soonas his boots clicked against the stone floors, the weight of his title hit him harder than the coldwind outside. The responsibilities of being Grimhowl’s Alpha felt heavier than ever.Elias walked silently beside him as they made their way to the office. Neither spoke until theyreached the office door. Elias shut it quietly behind them, his gaze locking onto Caius with amixture of concern and something sharper."Alpha," Elias finally said, his voice tight with restrained frustration. "What the hell happened?"Caius let out a long, tired exhale, sinking into his chair. The wooden surface felt solid beneathhis fingertips, grounding him, but it didn’t lessen the burden that had settled in his chest.“Too much to explain in one conversation,” Caius muttered, his voice rough from exhaustion.
After four days of exhausting travel, the sight of Grimhowl’s towering gates brought a wave ofrelief to the weary group. The icy northern winds howled through the snow-covered trees, bitingat their skin as Lira tightened her cloak around her shoulders. The journey had taken a toll on allof them, especially the injured warriors who had been carried in makeshift stretchers, but themoment the first structures of Grimhowl came into view, Caius let out a deep breath andmind-linked his Beta.Elias, we’re almost at the borders. Open the gates.A few moments later, movement stirred in the distance. The massive steel gates creaked open,the sound echoing in the still night air. A group of warriors rushed forward to meet them. At thecenter was Elias, his strong frame standing firm against the wind. His sharp, calculating eyesscanned the group, lingering on the injured wolves being carried.Behind him, dozens of pack members had gathered, their faces a mixture of curiosity andconcern. Th
Lira gasped as the world came back into focus, her body trembling as the landscape around hersnapped into place. The scent of pine and damp earth filled her lungs, grounding her in themoment. She stumbled, barely catching herself against a nearby tree. The teleportation hadtaken its toll, disorienting her, but she pushed the dizziness aside.They were deep in the forest now—far from Valenwood, far from the pack’s stronghold.Morgana let out a heavy breath, her hands resting on her knees as she swayed slightly. "Thatwas… close," she murmured, her voice strained. The witch's usual calm was gone, replaced bysomething else—fatigue, maybe, or the weight of the spell she'd just cast.Lira turned, her stomach twisting with guilt and dread. "We left them behind," she whispered, hervoice raw. The image of Lucien's smirk, the betrayal of Celeste—her heart thudded painfully inher chest. They hadn’t just abandoned their people. They’d abandoned a fight they were notready for.Tobias’s voi
The first wolf lunged with a snarl, its teeth bared, but before Lira could react, Caius was there. With a growl that shook the very air, he shoved her aside and met the creature head-on. His powerful hands locked around its neck, snapping it with a brutal twist. The wolf crumpled to the ground, its body limp.Chaos erupted around them.Dain fought with a primal ferocity, his blade cutting through the air with deadly precision. Each strike was clean and swift, but for every wolf he felled, another seemed to rise in its place. Blood sprayed the ground, staining the earth as the battle raged on. Tobias, ever calm and calculating, moved beside Dain, his movements sharp and exact. But even he could see it—despite their best efforts, they were outnumbered. The wolves kept coming, too many, too fast.Lira's heart thundered in her chest as she dodged another wolf that lunged at her. Her body was still recovering from the ritual, but instinct drove her, her legs moving on their own, propelled
The air was thick with tension as Lucien stood before them, his expression one of dark amusement. His black armor gleamed under the moonlight, his golden eyes locked onto Lira with an intensity that made her wolf stir restlessly, despite still being dormant."I’ve waited so long to see you up close, Lira," he murmured, his voice smooth, almost too casual.Caius immediately moved in front of her, his body rigid with barely restrained aggression. "You won’t touch her."Lucien chuckled. "Oh, I don’t need to. She’ll come to me in time."Lira’s heart pounded in her chest, her wolf stirring restlessly inside her. She could feel its presence, like a dormant ember ready to ignite. Her hands clenched at her sides, trying to suppress the urge to fight, to flee. But Lucien’s voice was like a whispering thread, pulling at the very fabric of her will.His gaze flickered past Lira, and for a moment, Lira felt a shift in the air, a heavy presence she couldn’t quite place. Lucien’s lips curled into a
The flames in Lira’s hands flickered, their blue glow casting eerie shadows across her face. She stared at them in disbelief, unable to comprehend what was happening. It was as if the fire had a mind of its own, a power that surged from deep within her.Caius grabbed her wrist. "Lira, how are you doing this?""I—I don’t know," she stammered. "It just happened."Morgana took a step closer, eyes narrowing. "Her wolf is still dormant, but her other gifts... they’re beginning to manifest."Before Lira could respond, the ground shook with the sound of rapid, heavy footfalls. A massive black wolf—its eyes glowing an unnatural green—lunged at her from the shadows. The creature was terrifying, its fangs bared, its claws extended like daggers.Instinct took over.Lira didn’t think. She didn’t hesitate. The flames that had been dancing on her hands surged, twisting and expanding into a wall of fire that sent the monstrous wolf howling in pain. The heat was intense, almost unbearable, but Lira c
The moment the howl rang through the air, every warrior in Valenwood tensed. Swords were drawn, and the once-calm clearing turned into a battlefield waiting to ignite.Tobias’s sharp voice cut through the tension. "Positions! Defend the stronghold!"Dain snarled, his gaze scanning the trees. "They didn’t waste time, did they?"Lira struggled to stand, her body still weak from the severing ritual. Caius helped her up, his grip firm.Thoren turned to Morgana. "How did they find us so quickly?"Morgana’s expression was grim. "Lucien. The crystal wasn’t just a message—it was a beacon. Malakar now knows exactly where we are."Then—the forest erupted.Dark shapes surged from the forest’s edge, their eyes gleaming with unnatural hunger. Malakar’s wolves. They were no longer the majestic, noble beasts that had once roamed the lands of Valenwood. These creatures were twisted, corrupted by his dark influence, their bodies contorted and grotesque. Some were barely recognizable as wolves, their f
The sky was an endless black canvas, with only the full moon piercing through the clouds. A chill ran through the air as the warriors of Valenwood formed a protective circle around the clearing, their eyes scanning the shadows for any sign of danger.Lira stood at the center of a ritualistic symbol etched into the ground with silver and herbs. Morgana paced around her, murmuring in a language older than time itself, her voice a low hum that reverberated through the air. The witch's violet eyes glowed faintly, her hands moving in intricate patterns, drawing the threads of magic together."This will not be easy," Morgana warned, her voice edged with both caution and determination. "The bond has only just begun to form, but Malakar is not a force that lets go easily. He will fight back with everything he has."Lira clenched her fists, her body trembling with both fear and resolve. She couldn't let Malakar have control. Not when everything—her life, her future—was at stake. "I don’t care
LIRAThe moon shouldn’t have been that dark.It hung low, smeared in shadows—silent, watching. My skin prickled with the familiar sense of being seen, judged by something far beyond this world. The same unsettling feeling I had every year when the eclipse returned. My eclipse.“Lira!”I winced at the urgency in my best friend Kora’s voice. I turned away from the clearing where the moonlight barely touched the earth. Kora pushed through the tall grass, her deep brown hair a mess around her face, her golden eyes wide with worry.“There you are! The Elders are asking for you—again.”I sighed. Of course they were. They always wanted something. Questions, stares, whispered conversations when they thought I wasn’t listening. The eclipse child. The unshifted one. The prophecy. The words followed me everywhere."Let them wait," I muttered, brushing my fingers against the bark of a twisted tree. "They'll say the same things they always do. Ask the same questions."Kora grabbed my wrist, her gr...
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