Everything Lyra held onto and believed in crashed before her eyes when her mother, Alpha of the moon pack, was killed. Unlike other wolves in Norway, Lyra had a rare trait, one that the prophecy foretold would bring the end to her pack. Her differences made her pack hate her and reject her as a cursed wolf; they accused her of killing her mother and sentenced her to death until she was rescued by an Alpha from another pack. What happens when things start to turn the other way around from what it seemed to be? Who can she trust when everyone seems to be after her life, and what happens when her fated mate rejects her the first day he meets her? When the full-blood moon rises, It brings with it a deeper secret. What could it be?
View MoreLyra's POV“Have you thought of a name for them?” Light asked as she gently picked up one of my babies, cradling him in her arms.I looked down at the baby, the little girl among them, smiling softly. “I don’t know yet. I can’t seem to come up with a name,” I said, shifting closer to the bed to peek at the others sleeping soundly. “I still can’t believe I gave birth to three of them…”Her lips curled into a smile as she walked over to sit next to me on the bed. “It’s a miracle. The moon goddess is truly on your side. This is a blessing,” she said, placing the baby’s hand over hers. “They’re so cute.”I blushed at her words. She was right—I had never imagined having another version of Varg, but my babies looked exactly like him. They had his hair color, and the red irises—traits they had inherited from me.“Want to carry him?” Light asked, and I nodded softly. She stood up and carefully placed the baby in my outstretched arms.I gazed at my smiling baby as he cooed and stretched out hi
Lyra's POV After Varg left, I sat on the bed, my stomach feeling unusually heavy. I didn’t understand why it felt that way, but the weight was undeniable. Slowly, I rested my back against the pillows, trying to ease the discomfort. My hand instinctively moved to my stomach, patting it gently in hopes of calming both myself and the life growing within me.I closed my eyes, hoping for some rest, but the creak of the door jolted me awake. My eyes snapped open, darting toward the doorway, where I saw Light quietly stepping inside.“I’m sorry for telling Varg you were here,” she said, her tone soft, as though she feared she’d done irreparable harm. She walked over and sat beside me on the bed, guilt evident in her face. “I had to. If I hadn’t, he wouldn’t have stopped searching for you.”“I understand why you did it,” I replied, my voice strained as I shifted uncomfortably. A sharp pang shot through my stomach, and I gasped softly, pressing a hand against it. “You did what you had to do,
Lyra's Pov I stared at Varg, lost for words. I didn’t know what to do. After everything that had happened and Lucian’s sudden change in behavior toward me, I didn’t know what to believe anymore.“Lyra, Varg is here. You need to hide,” Luna Mara’s words echoed in my mind. I didn’t believe her at first, not until I heard his voice.Seven long months had passed since I last saw him. Standing near the doorway, staring at him, I felt the urge to rush over, hug him, and tell him how much I missed him.“Lyra,” he shouted, rushing toward me. But instead, I moved back into the room and shut the door.I never intended for him to see me. Luna Mara was right, staying hidden was the safest choice for me and my unborn pup. I placed my hand on my protruding stomach, tears rolling down my cheeks.“You have to go. She doesn’t want to see you,” I heard Luna Mara tell him.“I can’t fucking leave without seeing her, so get the fuck out of my way,” Varg shouted.The intensity of his voice sent a shiver d
Varg's Pov Her gaze faltered before it brightened, as if catching a glimmer of hope. “She’s been with me all this time,” she admitted softly. “Ever since I saved her from the a wolf that almost killed her.” I stepped closer to her, my tone sharp with disbelief. “If you’ve had her all this time, why did you lie to me when I asked you?” Her eyes met mine, steady but brimming with emotion. I could see the pain and jealousy simmering beneath the surface. “Because I was protecting her from you and Lucian,” she said, her voice trembling slightly as she continued. “She told me everything.” I bit my lip, my frustration mounting as I tried to decipher her intentions. I moved closer, but she instinctively stepped back. “I never thought you’d be the type to lie, Light. Even though… you’ve done it countless times to me.” A soft gasp escaped her lips, and she took another hesitant step back, as if retreating from a painful truth. “You think I’m lying? What would I gain from lying to you?” He
Varg's Pov The roars from the crowd were deafening as the referee announced my victory. For a moment, my thoughts faltered. I couldn’t tear my gaze away from the spot where I had seen her. It can't be her… “Good job, Varg!” The manager, a scrawny old man with a too-wide grin, clapped me on the back, breaking my focus. I grabbed my shirt from one of the brunettes and pulled it on, before exiting the ring. My footsteps felt heavy as I made my way back through the bustling crowd, eager to escape the noise. I took a path toward the quieter back area of the arena, where the sounds of cheering gradually faded away. Once I reached the less crowded section behind the arena, I climbed into my car and sat there in the silence, trying to wrap my mind around what I had just seen. Could it have been Lyra? My thoughts spun in chaotic circles as I turned on the engine, pulling out of the lot. Lucian had mentioned rumors of Lyra being in this area, and despite my doubts, I couldn’t shake the na
Lyra's POV My heart thumped wildly in my chest as I tried to catch my breath. What had just happened? I blinked, slowly looking up to see Lucian holding my hand firmly. His piercing eyes bore into mine with an emotion I couldn’t place, was it worry? It almost felt like I was dreaming. “I fucking told you not to kill yourself,” he groaned, his tone laced with irritation. “Do you have any idea what Varg would do if he didn’t get to see you again?” I gulped, fear coursing through me as my hand trembled slightly. Lucian let go of my hand, his movements slow and deliberate, before turning to walk back toward the man who stood in the shadows, frowning at us. “Like I said, I didn’t come here to force you to fight for me,” Lucian muttered, glancing back at me briefly. “You can stay out of my way if that’s what you want. Or you can come and do whatever shitty thing you think will keep you safe.” “Are we not going to take her back?” the man finally spoke, gesturing toward me. Lucian click
Lyra's POVThe roars from the crowd were almost deafening as I stood next to Light, staring at the cyclone chain barricade fence separating the crowd from the fighting ground.“This is where Varg comes. This is what matters to him,” Light shouted over the noise, not bothering to look my way. “I'm glad you can see this by yourself.“I glanced around, the stifling aura of the place overwhelming me. The smell of sweat, body odor, and spilled drinks was nauseating. Men, women, even teenagers—were they all insane?In a corner near us, a big-bellied man stood collecting money from a group huddled around him as he handed out slips of paper.“I know Varg will win. I’ve bet a million on it,” a man yelled beside me.“He always wins,” a woman chimed in. “I bet small this time, but next time I’ll put my house on him!”I clenched the hem of my hoodie tightly, my body screaming for me to leave. But the longing to see Varg consumed me more with each passing second.The atmosphere was suffocating, an
Varg's POVMy eyes snapped open, and I felt a warm body beside me. I looked down and saw Bethany lying on the bed, her head resting on my chest. She was naked, and so was I. Groaning, I stood up slowly, running a hand through my hair, trying to piece together what had happened.“What the hell came over me?” I muttered, pushing her gently to the side as I moved to the closet to grab a pair of pants and a shirt.“Varg, you're awake?” Bethany’s soft voice broke the silence as she stirred, brushing her hand against her eyelids.I pulled on the pants, then the shirt, and turned to face her, my anger bubbling just beneath the surface. “What the hell did you do?” I snapped, trying to contain my frustration, though I knew I was mostly at fault. Still, she could’ve stopped me and give into it. “I was fucking hallucinating and you would've stopped me.”She stood, hurriedly grabbing her clothes from the floor and putting them on before walking over to the side of the room where a clean laundry b
Lyra's POV“Kim, how are you doing?” I asked softly, brushing a loose strand of her fiery red hair from her forehead and tucking it behind her ear.“I’m not fine,” she mumbled, her lips forming a slight pout. She shifted to rest her head on my lap, her small arms clutching her knees. “My dad won’t let me have ice cream. He’s too busy dealing with pack business to even care about me.”I smiled, brushing my hand lightly over her forehead and down to her temple. “I know how you feel, little pumpkin. But your dad is the alpha. It’s his responsibility to look after his people, even when it feels unfair.”She pouted harder, her frustration clear in her voice. “I wish he wasn’t an alpha. Then I’d be the luckiest girl in the pack.”I couldn’t help but laugh at her dramatic tone. I reached over and tickled her gently under her arm. She flinched, twisting to escape my fingers, laughter spilling out of her as she wriggled free.“Stop!” she squealed, darting away, but I chased after her, teasing
Lyra's POVThe moon was blood-red the day a powerful Alpha was murdered—Serene Moon, the leader of the most outstanding pack in the northern part of Norway. She was fierce, strong, and she was my mother.I had just returned from my lonely walk to the garden, secluded in the farthest corner of our marked territory. As I made my way back, I couldn’t ignore the glares my kind shot at me. They hated me for what they believed was forbidden. I was the only one who possessed the trait the prophecy had foretold could bring about the end of our pack—red irises.I brushed off the side of my dark brown, knee-length dress, straightening the folds from leaning so close to the ground to pluck the fine roses my mother loved. We used to pick them together, since I was like an outcast in my pack. I had no friends, no one to talk to except my mother, who had tried many times to shed light on their false beliefs. I had once hoped my mate would be from our pack, but that dream had long since faded.My mo...
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