{Lyra’s POV}I was dragged through the forest like a ragdoll, branches snapping against my skin, dirt filling my mouth as I struggled to stay conscious. My limbs were heavy, my strength waning with every step they forced. Then, I was tossed—like garbage—into a hidden underground room, the air so thick with the scent of old blood and despair that it clung to my throat like poison.Chains clanked, cold metal biting into my wrists. Not just any chains. These were enchanted—designed to weaken, to suppress. I could feel the magic draining me, sucking every spark of resistance from my body until I could barely lift my head."You’ll die tonight," Roxy sneered, crouching beside me with a twisted smile. “And when you’re gone, Aiden will be mine. I’ll erase you from their memories. No one will even remember your name.”She spat the last words like venom, then stood and stormed off. The door slammed, plunging me into thick, suffocating darkness.I curled into myself, every breath a struggle. Tea
(Lyra's POV) I've always felt like a stranger in my own skin. Like I'm living a life that's not mine. The full moon hangs low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over everything. I try to shakes off the restless energy coursing through my veins, but it's no use. I feel it every month, like a ticking time bomb waiting to go off. How could I have pure silver hair when my parents and brother has black? it has always been a mystery to me, everywhere I go people always look at me and wonder. "Lyra!"My mom's voice jolt me awake from my deep thoughts "Lyra come out and help me in the kitchen, you've been in your room ever since you came back from school, everything okay?"I heard my mom's worried voice from my room "I'm okay Mom, I just wanted to rest a little bit" "You sure?"My Mom asked "Yes Mom, you don't have to worry,I'm fine" "Ok dear" I went out of my room few minutes to meet my mom In the kitchen,I can't wait to see what we'll have for lunch, I'm so hung
(Ash’s POV)I’ve always imagined what my mate would be like. Would she be gentle and kind, or fierce and wild? Would she be someone I’d need to protect… or someone strong enough to stand beside me?I sighed, staring at the ceiling. Maybe I was overthinking it.Just then—BAM!The door slammed open, and in walked the biggest menace in my life—Aiden.“Pack your bags, brother. We’re changing schools.”I frowned. “What? Why?”Aiden grinned, completely unbothered. “Because I beat the hell out of some idiot.”Of course, he did. I sighed, rubbing my temples. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”He flopped onto my bed. “Nope. Dad says we’re transferring. Some fancy academy. Sounds boring as hell.”I groaned. New school, new people… great.“You coming, or do I have to drag you out?” Aiden smirked.I scowled. “I hate you.”“Love you too, bro.” I stormed downstairs, my jaw clenched. There was no way I was doing this without a fight.“Mom!” I called, stepping into the kitchen. She was humming, complete
(Lyra’s POV)The moment I step into the classroom, I feel it again—that strange, unexplainable pull. My eyes land on two boys sitting near the back. One has messy black hair and sharp, intense eyes, while the other has a softer, playful expression with brown hair. They're both striking in their own way, but it's the black-haired one who makes my stomach twist in a way I don’t understand.The second our gazes lock, something shifts inside me. My heart pounds. My breath catches. It’s like a wave of energy slams into me, and for a split second, I swear I see a flicker of surprise in his eyes too. But then, just as quickly, his expression hardens, and he looks away.What... was that?I shake my head, trying to brush it off. It was probably nothing. Maybe I imagined it. I take my seat, forcing myself to focus on class, but I can’t help glancing toward him now and then.Later, during lunch, I’m caught off guard when the brown-haired boy slides into the seat beside me.“Hey there,” he greets
(Korvain's POV) The dim glow of the torches cast flickering shadows across the dark stone walls of my chamber. The air was thick with the scent of burning incense and something darker—power, old and potent, swirling in the depths of my domain. I traced my fingers along the surface of the obsidian mirror before me, my golden eyes narrowing as I chanted the ancient words. Nothing. The mirror remained clouded, refusing to reveal what I sought. A growl rumbled in my chest. Where are you, little niece? For eighteen years, I have searched for her. The cursed hybrid—my brother’s disgrace. He defied our laws, tainted our bloodline, and for what? Love? The thought made my lip curl in disgust. Because of his foolishness, an abomination now walked this world, carrying power that should have never existed. Power that should be mine. I clenched my fist, feeling the raw energy surge through my veins. She was the key. Once I had her, I would perform the ancient ritual—one that would strip eve
(Lyra’s POV)The morning felt... different.I groggily sat up in bed, rubbing my eyes, but the moment I did, a wave of sound crashed over me. The birds outside weren’t just chirping—they were deafening. The hum of the fridge downstairs vibrated in my ears, and I could hear Noah’s steady breathing from his room. Every single noise, no matter how small, was sharp, clear, and loud.“What the hell?” I whispered, but even my own voice seemed amplified.Shaking off the weirdness, I got ready for school, telling myself I was just overtired. Maybe I needed to lay off the late-night thinking about them—Ash and Aiden. They had taken up too much space in my mind lately, and I couldn’t explain why.By the time I arrived at school, my senses still felt heightened, but I forced myself to ignore it. That was until I sat in class.The teacher was droning on, but I could still hear the whispers—clear as day—from across the room. Tiffany and her group of mean girls were gossiping, their voices slicing
(Aiden's POV) The dream felt too real. Lyra stood before me, dressed in an ethereal white gown that cascaded to the floor like flowing water. Her silver hair shimmered under an unseen light, blending perfectly with the fabric, making her look almost otherworldly. But it was her eyes—deep, glowing red—that held me captive. I felt drawn to her, like she was the only thing that mattered in the world. My feet moved on their own, closing the space between us. Her scent wrapped around me—flowers, fresh and intoxicating. I reached out, my hands resting on her waist as I pulled her closer. Her warmth seeped into me, igniting something deep within my chest. I leaned in, pressing soft kisses on her lips, then trailing lower to the curve of her neck. A moment of hesitation flickered in my mind, but Lyra only smiled, looping her arms around my neck and pulling me against her. That smile shattered my restraint. I crushed my lips against hers, slow but hungry, pouring everything I felt into t
(Lyra's POV) The morning air was crisp, the sun casting a golden glow over the school as students bustled through the hallways. But none of that mattered to me right now. My eyes were locked on Aiden. He was acting… different. Normally, Aiden would greet me with a smirk or some teasing remark, but today, he barely even looked at me. He walked past me without a word, his jaw clenched, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. I frowned. Was he mad at me? Pushing my confusion aside, I quickened my pace to catch up with him. “Hey, Aiden—” Before I could finish, he turned the corner, disappearing into the crowd. My heart sank a little. That was definitely on purpose. Frustrated, I turned to the next best person for answers—Ash. I spotted him leaning casually against his locker, looking as unreadable as ever. “Ash,” I called, stepping in front of him. He raised a brow. “Morning, princess.” I ignored the nickname. “What’s wrong with Aiden? He’s been avoiding me all morni
{Lyra’s POV}I was dragged through the forest like a ragdoll, branches snapping against my skin, dirt filling my mouth as I struggled to stay conscious. My limbs were heavy, my strength waning with every step they forced. Then, I was tossed—like garbage—into a hidden underground room, the air so thick with the scent of old blood and despair that it clung to my throat like poison.Chains clanked, cold metal biting into my wrists. Not just any chains. These were enchanted—designed to weaken, to suppress. I could feel the magic draining me, sucking every spark of resistance from my body until I could barely lift my head."You’ll die tonight," Roxy sneered, crouching beside me with a twisted smile. “And when you’re gone, Aiden will be mine. I’ll erase you from their memories. No one will even remember your name.”She spat the last words like venom, then stood and stormed off. The door slammed, plunging me into thick, suffocating darkness.I curled into myself, every breath a struggle. Tea
{Aiden’s POV}I felt it.A sharp, cold pang in my chest.At first, I thought I imagined it—just a flicker of discomfort. But then it came again. A tug. A whisper. A cry.Lyra.My breath hitched. That was Lyra. But her voice—gods, it sounded so weak. So fragile.Her voice echoed in my mind like a broken whisper through the bond.“Aiden… Ash…”It was faint. Weak. But real.And then—nothing.“Lyra?” I gasped, spinning around, my heart pounding so fast I could hardly breathe.Ash’s head snapped toward me, his eyes wild. “You heard it too?”“I—I think the bond just…” My voice cracked as my chest constricted. “She’s gone silent.”That silence wasn't normal. It wasn’t peaceful.It was the kind that screamed danger.“Aiden…” Ash whispered, his voice trembling. “I don’t feel her anymore.”We both felt it. Something was wrong.Without another word, we shifted into wolves and ran.We tore through the forest, our paws pounding against the earth like thunder, following the last whisper of her scen
(Lyra’s POV) The sun was low on the horizon, casting golden streaks across the sky as I walked through the training field, letting the wind brush against my skin. It was a rare moment of peace after everything—training, fighting, remembering pieces of a past I barely understood. Ash and Aiden had gone to meet with the Beta and check on something urgent. They’d been gone for a while now, but I wasn’t worried. I could feel them through the bond. Calm. Focused. My fingers traced the edge of a dagger on my belt. Ever since the incident at the border, I kept weapons on me. Not that I needed them much—my demon side had only gotten stronger, and Liora had been unusually alert lately, like she was expecting something. “Something’s wrong.” Her worried voice echoed in my mind, low and tense. I froze. “What is it?” I whispered, scanning the area. The forest behind the training ground seemed still—but the air had shifted. Heavier. Thicker. Suddenly, shadows darted from the trees. Five f
(Lyra’s POV) The next few days felt… heavier. Even though I went through the motions—training, eating, spending time with Ash and Aiden—my mind wouldn’t let go of the memory. My real parents. The attack. My mother’s scream. I couldn’t forget it, no matter how hard I tried. The boys kept a closer eye on me than usual, especially Aiden. He was softer in his worry, always brushing hair from my face or pressing his lips to my temple when he thought I wasn’t paying attention. Ash, on the other hand, stayed close like a shadow, eyes sharp, protective, always watching. But what I wasn’t prepared for… was another memory. It happened in the middle of training. We were practicing hand-to-hand combat—Ash was my opponent this time, and I was actually doing pretty well. Until I wasn’t. The second his palm grazed my cheek in a fake hit, my mind went blank—then burned. FLASHBACK A dark stone room. Chains. A young woman—my mother—was shackled to the wall, bruised and bloodied. “Tell me
(Lyra’s POV)The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and pine as I sat alone near the training grounds. Everyone else had gone off to grab water or rest, but I needed silence. My chest had been tight all day, like something was trying to claw its way to the surface—something buried deep inside.I closed my eyes and breathed slowly, trying to calm the strange unease curling in my stomach.The breeze brushed past me gentlyAnd then memories came like wave.FLASHBACKI was four again.The world around me was dark, lit only by a flickering lantern hanging in the corner of a small wooden cabin.The air was warm, the fire crackling softly, but there was no comfort in it. I stood behind a cracked door, peeking out into the main room. I saw them—my real parents.A woman. Copper hair. Blue eyes. My mother. My real mother.My mother was beautiful. Her copper hair fell like a waterfall down her back, glowing under the lantern’s light. Her pale blue eyes matched mine. She looked so scared...
{Lyra’s POV}The sun was high, casting warm golden rays across the training field. Sweat trickled down my forehead as I tried to focus, but between dodging Aiden’s punches and trying to land a proper one of my own, I was already out of breath."You're getting faster," Ash commented, circling me with his arms crossed. "But you're still holding back. Again."Great. More bruises.I took a deep breath, adjusting my stance. Beside me, the Beta stood quietly, analyzing my every move like a hawk watching its prey. His training methods were brutal but effective. If it weren’t for him and my mates pushing me constantly, I wouldn’t have learned half the things I know now.Before we could resume, a sharp howl echoed from the east. Everyone froze.Aiden tilted his head, his face turning serious. "That was a distress signal."Another wolf sprinted into the clearing, his fur matted and panting heavily as he shifted mid-run. "Rogues," he gasped. "They’re attacking again—north border. People are dead
{Roxy’s POV} The sun had already dipped beneath the horizon, casting a deep amber hue across the sky. I sat in front of the mirror in my room, brushing out my thick hair, but my eyes weren’t focused. They stared right through the reflection. All I could think about was the training field… and her. That girl. She didn’t even look like a wolf. So soft. So human. So… pathetic. And yet, somehow, Aiden looked at her like she hung the stars. I felt my chest tighten as the memory replayed in my mind. Me, walking toward Aiden with a flirty smile, touching his shoulder like I used to. Reminding him of what we once had. I thought he’d be tempted. “Roxy, stop this. I already have a mate.” The way he said it. So cold. So final. Then came her voice. Not even her lips moved, but her command slammed into me like a sledgehammer. “Do not touch my mate. Do not come near them again.” My wolf whimpered. She dropped in submission so fast, I didn’t even have time to blink. And I—Roxy, the hottest
{Lyra's POV}The training session didn’t quite resume the way I expected after… that. Roxy’s trembling retreat left a heavy silence in her wake. Even the other wolves who had been watching from afar now looked at me with a mixture of awe, curiosity, and something else I couldn’t quite place.Respect?The Beta stepped forward again, his tone shifting from surprised to thoughtful. “Let’s take a short break,” he announced, eyes briefly flicking to me. “I think some of us need a moment.”I watched as the small crowd dispersed. My mates didn’t move an inch from my sides.“Lyra,” Ash said, low and firm, “you did well. Don’t doubt that.”“But…” I hesitated, glancing down at my hands. “What if I hurt someone without meaning to? I didn’t even know I could do that…”Aiden smirked and leaned in to nudge me with his shoulder. “That’s why we’re training you, remember? You’ve got all this untapped power and now? Now we guide you through it. We’re not gonna let you do this alone.”Ash nodded. “And t
{Lyra's Pov} The warm sun filtered through the canopy above, casting golden flecks across the open training field. My feet sunk slightly into the soft grass as I stood at the edge, eyes wide with nerves and excitement. The sound of shifting wolves, grunts, and laughter echoed in the distance—other pack members already deep in their training. Today was my first official day of training. No more being the lost girl with powers I didn’t understand. Today, I’d learn to control the beast inside me. Ash and Aiden stood on either side of me, both shirtless and barefoot like the rest of the wolves. I tried not to stare too much at their ridiculously toned bodies, but the struggle was real. The beta, stepped forward. “Alright, Luna,” he said with a grin, nodding at me. “Let’s see what you’ve got.” I blinked. “Luna?” “You’re the mate of our future Alphas,” he said with a chuckle. “You hold just as much power as they do. You'll earn that title soon enough.” Aiden stepped behind me, restin