Rylan's POVI sat on a flat stone near the edge of camp, my eyes fixed on the dying fire. The air was cold, but I barely felt it. My thoughts were too tangled, too alive. Lyra. She was here, sleeping just a few tents away, her presence a storm that had swept through my carefully constructed world.“She came to us, Lee. To me.”Lee, my wolf, stirred in my mind, his voice sharp and smug. “Of course she did. Where else would she go? She knows we’re her best chance at freedom. Or maybe she just knows we’re the best.”I smirked, shaking my head. “Don’t get cocky. She’s here for revenge, not for us.”“For now,” Lee countered. “But did you see her wolf? She recognized me, Rylan. The way she looked at us, like we were already connected.”I scoffed, though I couldn’t ignore the flicker of agreement deep in my chest. Lyra’s wolf had been watching me intently, her silver eyes glowing with something I couldn’t quite name. Recognition? Curiosity? Maybe both. I hadn't noticed it first, until she
Lyra's POVThe tent was quiet, but my thoughts were loud. The faint smell of the campfire drifted through the fabric walls, mixing with the damp, earthy scent of the woods. I sat cross-legged on the cot, rubbing my belly as the twins shifted restlessly. They always seemed more active at night, as though they could feel my unease.I couldn’t stop thinking about Damian. About Eloisa. About everything I had lost. And now I was here, hiding among rogues, plotting to destroy the man I once called my mate. My heart ached, but I couldn’t let myself fall apart. Not now.A soft knock at the wooden post outside my tent startled me.“It’s me,” Rylan’s voice said.I hesitated before answering. “Come in.”He pushed aside the flap and stepped inside, his tall frame filling the space. His presence was always so commanding, so steady, even when the world around us wasn’t. He looked tired but alert, his dark eyes scanning the room before landing on me.“We need to talk,” he said, his voice low.I nodd
Lyra's POVAs soon as Rylan left, silence filled the tent. I felt the absence of his presence immediately, as though the air had grown thinner and the walls closer. The only sounds were the faint crackle of the campfire outside and the rustling of the wind through the trees. My hands rested on my belly, feeling the subtle shifts of the twins within. They had been restless earlier but now lay still, as if sensing my thoughts.“He’s handsome,” Snow, my wolf, purred in the back of my mind, breaking the quiet.I let out a sigh.“Snow, I don’t have the energy for this.”“Oh, come on,” she teased. “You felt it too. The way his voice softened, the way he looked at you. Don’t tell me you didn’t notice.”He’s just being kind, I replied firmly. We’re allies. That’s all this is.“Kind?”Snow scoffed, her voice laced with amusement. “Lyra, allies don’t look at each other like that. And don’t even get me started on how his wolf feels about me. There’s something there, whether you admit it or not.”
Eloisa's POVI stood in the grand hall of the Blood Nest Pack's manor, the glow of moonlight streaming through the tall windows. My reflection danced in the polished marble floors, my regal figure ruined only by the turmoil in my eyes. Lyra’s shadow loomed in my mind, making me restless.Damian, as predictable as ever, had spent the evening brooding in his study, drowning in paperwork. Since Lyra’s departure, his aloofness had hardened into a shield, one I couldn’t pierce. The icy distance between us increased my resentment, but tonight, I had no time for pity. My plans demanded action.“Are the preparations complete?” my voice, sharp and low, broke the silence as my confidant and maid, Ilena, emerged from the shadows.“Yes, Luna,” Ilena replied, her tone laced with reverence and caution.“The scouts have confirmed Lyra’s location. She’s been spotted near the borderlands with the rogues.”My heart skipped, but my face remained composed.“And the distraction?”“I’ve made plans to have
Lyra's POVThe soft rustling of the tent’s fabric against the night air made me restless. It was as though the world outside called to me, yet I was trapped inside the confining walls of the tent.The news of the impending attack had sent ripples of unease through the rogue camp, even if the attack itself never came. My mind raced with the fragments of what had been shared—Damian’s pack had been spotted close, dangerously so.The guard stationed outside my tent was a silent reminder of the danger. Rylan had placed him there, his presence solid and protective. While I understood the necessity, his watchfulness made me feel like I was caged. I sat on the thin cot in the corner of the tent, my hands resting on my rounded belly. The babies within me stirred gently, as if sensing my worry.“It’s okay,” I murmured softly, tracing circles with my fingertips.“We’re safe here.”But were we?The question tore at me as the minutes crawled by. Inside the tent, every sound came sounding louder—th
Lyra's POVThe weight of their words pressed heavily on my chest as I remained frozen where I stood, hidden in the shadows just outside Rylan’s tent.What was I going to hear next? Would the next words that followed the silence be worst than the last I'd just heard.Worst, they might get around to convincing their Alpha to send me away from the pack for the greater good and for their own safety. They had their own ambitions and it didn't align with mine.I refused to let myself panic.The silence stretched for a moment, taut and suffocating, before Rylan’s voice broke through, steady but simmering with restrained anger.“I won’t allow Damian to touch her,” he said firmly, each word measured and forceful.“She came to us for help, for safety. She’s a woman in distress, carrying children, and I will not turn her away.”His words warmed me. His empathy was one that was worth emulating, the conviction in his tone was both reassuring and also worrying.What if they turned against him? He w
Lyra's POVThe night air pressed cool and damp against my skin as I crouched behind the large jar meant for collecting rainwater. My heartbeat was loud in my ears, enough that I feared the pack members leaving the tent would hear it. I held my breath, clutching the edge of the jar for balance as the rogues exited Rylan’s tent. Their conversation continued, low and bitter, their frustration thick enough for me to feel even from where I hid.“She doesn’t belong here,” one of them muttered as their footsteps grew louder in my direction. “Rylan’s lost sight of what we stand for. Protecting her isn’t our fight.”“And it never should’ve been,” another grumbled. “If we keep her here, we’re putting our pack on the line for someone who has nothing to do with us. This isn’t what we’ve been fighting for.”Their voices faded as they moved further into the camp, but their words stayed with me, their weight sinking deep into my chest. Each step they took felt like another layer of doubt settling ov
Lyra's POVI stepped into the dimly lit tent, weary and ready to have a proper night rest for a while without having to bother about a lot of things that I had on my mind lately.I sighed once I was inside. I was alone, finally.Or so I thought.A figure emerged from the shadows, a woman— surely Alexis the beta, the one who’d been so vehement about my departure. She was standing near the far corner of the tent, her presence like a sharp needle pricking through the darkness.I froze, my heart skipping a beat. She was even more striking up close, her features sharp and angular, her dark hair pulled back in a tight braid. Her clothes were plain, rugged—a soldier’s uniform, worn and weathered—but they couldn’t hide the beauty in her face.“Don’t be scared,” she said softly, her voice surprisingly gentle.I swallowed hard, the panic bubbling in my chest making it hard to speak.“What are you doing here?” I managed, my voice weak.Alexis took a step closer, her eyes narrowing.“I’m Alexis,
Damian's POV As we got deeper into the woods, I became more worried. There'd been no sign back at the Blood Nest pack to suggest that there was an attack going on. I hadn't expected the attack in any way because human hunters never went so far. They did all they could to protect their boundaries and try to make sure detected vampires and werewolves didn't come to their city, but coming all the way into the woods to attack a rogue pack was something that'd not happened in a long time. The thought of Lyra being in the middle of such chaos made me worry so much I started to fidget. She was carrying my children, our children. Whatever grievances we had, I could not let her fall into harm’s way. I turned to the men riding with me, their faces grim and determined.“We ride hard,” I ordered. “There’s no time to waste but it looks like we are going too slowly.”The forest blurred past us as we sped toward the rogues’ camp. My thoughts were a storm. Lyra had always been stubborn, there was
Damian's POVEloisa was still in the cell. I'd make sure she was thrown in with her faithful maid, Ilena. Her betrayal was one I couldn't stand. Not only had she tried to get some of the men to become loyal to only her so she could use them when she wanted, she'd also tried to go and murder Lyra. My mate and the woman carrying my unborn babies. That was something I couldn't forgive. I walked down the dark corridors and stopped by the burglaries. “I see you're at peace here. No scheming.”The words left my lips with unplanned contempt and Eloisa came to her feet. The light in the corridor was too faint to fully show her full face, but Roy sprang up, my wolf abilities coming to life. “Damian…”“Why did you do what you did?”I asked her, not giving her time for pleasantries."I don’t know," she said, her voice choked. "I was so blinded by my own anger, my own jealousy. I didn’t care about anything else. I was wrong, Damian, I know that now."I studied her for a moment longer. Eloisa
Rylan's POVAs we got closer, I saw the looks on their faces. I saw the look of disapproval on the faces of some and the look of excitement on the faces the others. Alexis was in the crowd too. But as we came closer, her figure vanished from the crowd and I knew she was running away. She hadn't expected that I'd be back so soon and with Lyra.I hadn't expected to meet her back at the camp. She'd made a bluff about wanting to leave with those who trusted her.“I see you're still here, Alexis.” I called. She came back to the crowd now, having no other choice. “Welcome back, Rylan.”I ignored the greeting.“I'm wondering why you sent Lyra away,” I said as I walked towards the crowd. Finn looked for food for Lyra and she found a spot to sit and eat while she watched us. “I was helping,” she said, her voice breaking. “I thought it was the only way to keep the rogue pack safe. She was—she was too much of a risk.”“A risk?” I repeated, my tone sharp. I could feel the tension in the cro
Rylan's POV “Get back, Lyra.”I commanded softly.She looked from me to Raphael and then did as I said. “If you're leaving with her, you're fighting to claim her,” Raphael said. He was smiling now. .“Fine. I'll fight if that's what you want,” I agreed without any argument. Cassian stepped forward, his hand tugging mine. “I'll do the fighting, let me do it, Rylan,” he said, sizing up Raphael. “True, you're too important to want to do this, let either of us do it,” Finn said in agreement. I scoffed. “I'm not going to get killed.”They weren't having it. “Only the Alpha fights or we put a knife to her throat and the war begins,” Raphael said. His eyes glowed wickedly. If he tried to hurt Lyra, I'll kill him and the bunch of vampires he had with him, a war would start that would wipe them all out wherever they are, but the war won't bring back Lyra. I couldn't let them hurt her. “I'll do it. Send the vampire.”“Two of them, just you.”“That's unfair!” Finn yelled. But the vamp
Lyra's POVRylan swung down from his horse with practiced ease, his sharp eyes scanning the camp. The sight of him, broad-shouldered and fierce, sent a surge of hope and relief through me. For a moment, I forgot everything—the vampires, the danger, even my fear—and my feet moved instinctively toward him.“Rylan!” I shouted, my voice trembling. But before I could take more than a few steps, a cold, unyielding hand gripped my arm, halting me. I turned to find Lisa staring at me with an amused smirk, though her grip was anything but playful.“What do you think you're doing, pretty preggy girl?” She asked in that slightly funny but chilling way. “Not so fast, Lyra,” Raphael’s deep voice cut through the tension, smooth but laced with authority. He stepped forward, his presence commanding as always. The faint moonlight caught the sharp angles of his face, and his piercing blue eyes locked onto me. “You have no right to leave,” he said, his tone calm but firm. “Not until I say so.”My hear
Lyra's POVThe fire did almost nothing to make me warmer, but I sat next to it anyway. My legs were stretched out. I was alone near the edge of the makeshift camp and my arms wrapped protectively around my belly. The vampires moved like shadows around me, dismantling and preparing for whatever came next. Their silence unnerved me more than their snarls ever could. They didn’t eat food, didn’t talk much, and only came alive during the hunt.Lisa’s voice broke my thoughts. “Hungry?” she asked, her grin sharp and unsettling. She held out a bowl of something I couldn’t identify. It smelled sharp and bitter, like crushed leaves and dirt.I shook my head quickly. “No, thank you,” I said, my voice tight. My stomach churned at the thought of eating anything they prepared.Lisa’s grin widened. “You need to eat. For the babies,” she said, shoving the bowl closer to me. Her tone was playful, but her eyes shone with something darker. “Don’t insult me by refusing.”Reluctantly, I reached out an
Lyra's POVThey were all looking at me and that made me both scared and confused.“What's going on?” I asked, my voice coming out in a small whisper.There was no response. They all seemed to be alert for something coming.Lisa stood there, pale as a ghost, her eyes glinting with something cruel and unspoken. Her lips curled into a grin that chilled me far more than the night ever could. It wasn’t just eerie; it was a warning.I fought to steady my voice.“What… what do you want?” Even to my ears, my words trembled. I hated that she could see my fear, but how could I mask it? I was alone, surrounded by vampires whose power eclipsed mine in every possible way. My heart started to beat faster as Lisa’s laughter shattered the quiet night, harsh and jarring against the darkness.“Oh, nothing, dear. Nothing at all.” Her words dripped with mockery. Without another word, she turned and melted into the shadows. I pressed a hand to my belly instinctively, as if my touch could shield my unbor
Rylan's POVRoy didn't let me have time alone without his small voice inside telling me what to do and what not to do.I didn't get any sleep the entire night before we moved camp, because it was one of those nights that I felt way too much apprehension to be fully settled.The camp stirred with its usual chaos, packing up, arguing over who stole whose share of supplies, as the members packed up for us to move camp.But there was something wrong. Something I couldn't ignore.My eyes swept the crowd, looking for her unmistakable figure. When I didn’t see her, a cold weight settled in my gut."Have you seen Lyra?" I asked Finn, the wiry kid who always seemed to know everyone’s business.He blinked up at me, his expression confused."No, Alpha. I thought she was in her tent."I didn’t respond, already moving toward her tent. The dread in my stomach only deepened when I reached it. It wasn’t just empty—it was stripped clean, every trace of her gone. It was as if she’d never been there at
Lyra's POVMy heart pounded in my chest as I packed my belongings. I kept my movements quiet, careful not to wake anyone in the pack house. The words Alexis had spoken earlier that night echoed in my mind, sharp and unyielding.“Maybe leaving is a way of accepting defeat. You probably shouldn't,” Snow tried to cajole me.I couldn’t argue. But I knew my presence had only complicated things. The unrest among the rogues was evidence enough. As much as I hated being cast out, I knew Alexis wasn’t entirely wrong. If my leaving could keep the rogues united, then I would bear the pain of it.“Well, unless she actually has eyes on Rylan and you're a threat to what she feels for him.” Snow insisted.“No way,” I muttered to myself as I got on with packing a few important items.“No way would the warrior lady have eyes on her Alpha.”“He's only a werewolf like her. She's allowed to,” Snow purred.I shook my head, rejecting the thought. I'd never seen her close to him in a way that was suggestiv