(Ash’s POV) The moment we got home, I turned to Aiden, determined to get answers. He had been acting strange for days, avoiding Lyra like the plague, and I was sick of it. "Aiden, talk to me," I demanded, stepping in front of him before he could escape to his room. "What the hell is going on with you?" He scoffed and tried to push past me, but I grabbed his arm, my grip tightening. "I’m serious, Aiden. You need to stop this. Do you even realize how much you're hurting her?" His jaw clenched, and for a second, I saw something flicker in his eyes—guilt, regret? But he turned away, shoving my hand off him. "It doesn’t matter," he muttered, his voice laced with frustration. "It does matter!" I snapped. "You’re not just hurting her, you’re hurting yourself too." Aiden’s head snapped up, his brown eyes locking onto mine. And i saw it in his eyes. "You love her," I said, my voice quieter but firm. He inhaled sharply, but he didn’t deny it. His silence was all the confirmation I need
(Lyra's Pov) I sat in class, I tried to focus on the teacher’s words, staring blankly at my notebook, my pencil resting idly between my fingers. No matter how much I tried to focus, my mind refused to cooperate. Instead, it kept circling back to two people. Ash and Aiden. No matter how much I tried to push them from my thoughts, they remained. Aiden with his teasing smirks and cute playful nature, Ash with his brooding silence and unreadable gaze. I felt drawn to them both, as if an invisible thread connected us. Ash made my heart race every time our eyes met, his presence felt like safety itself. And Aiden, who had pushed me away, hurt me, yet still lingered in my thoughts like a shadow I couldn’t escape. It was frustrating. I should be mad—especially at Aiden. I was mad. But deep down, something inside me refused to let go.Even now, I couldn’t forget the way his eyes softened that day—just for a second—before he ran. Why did he affect me so much? I sighed, tapping my pencil
(Lyra's Pov)Something isn’t right. It doesn't feel right.I don’t know how to explain it, but all day, I’ve felt like I’m being watched. It started small—just a prickling sensation on the back of my neck, a feeling of unease that I tried to ignore. But the longer the day went on, the stronger it got.In the hallways, I felt eyes on me. In class, I swore I caught shadows moving just beyond my vision. At lunch, even with Ash and Aiden nearby, the feeling never left. It was like something—or someone—was lurking just out of sight, waiting for something unknown to happen.By the time I got home, the unease had settled deep in my bones.My brother noticed."You okay, Lyra?" he asked, his brows furrowing as I kept glancing over my shoulder."Yeah, I'm fine," I lied.But I wasn’t fine.That night, the feeling only grew worse.I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to shake off the paranoia. The room felt colder than usual, the silence pressing down on me like a weight. I pulled my blan
(Lyra's Pov) The warmth of the Saturday afternoon sun streamed through my window, casting golden hues across my room. It should’ve been a peaceful day—one spent relaxing or maybe going out. But instead, I was here, trapped in a strange restlessness I couldn’t explain. Something was wrong. I could feel it. I rubbed my arms as an unshakable chill spread through me, despite the heat outside. The air felt… heavier, charged with something dark. My wolf stirred uneasily inside me, sensing the same thing, but no matter how hard I listened, there was nothing. Until the silence broke. A sharp gust of wind rushed through my room—except my windows were closed. Before I could react, dark figures emerged from the shadows, moving unnaturally fast. My breath hitched, heart slamming against my ribs as icy fear wrapped around my spine. “No—!” I barely got the word out before a clawed hand clamped over my mouth, cutting off my scream. I thrashed, fought with everything in me, but their ma
(Ash's Pov) A strange unease settled in my chest. My wolf paced restlessly, growling low in my mind. Something wasn’t right. I tried to shake it off, but the feeling only grew stronger, like a storm brewing on the horizon. My fingers curled into fists. “Aiden,” I muttered, turning to my brother, who was lounging on the couch, flipping through his phone. His brows were furrowed, his body tense. “You feel that too?” I nodded. “Something’s wrong… with Lyra.” He sat up immediately, all traces of relaxation gone. “Yeah........i think she's in danger.” Before I could answer, my phone rang, the sharp sound shattering the tense silence. I snatched it up without checking the caller ID. “Ash!” The voice on the other end was frantic, choked with sobs. “Please—you have to help! They took her! They took Lyra!” My heart slammed against my ribs. My grip on the phone turned white-knuckled. “Noah? What the hell happened? Who took her?” “I—I don’t know! They came out of nowhere—dark figures—t
(Aiden's Pov)I pushed forward, my heart slamming against my ribs as I inhaled deeply, trying to track Lyra’s scent. It was faint—too faint—but still there. Fear crawled under my skin, my wolf restless and growling. She was out there. She was waiting for us.And I had no idea what we’d find when we finally reached her.Ash was silent beside me, but I could feel his tension. His muscles were tight, his golden eyes burning with determination. He knew it too—our mate was in danger. And we were too far away to help her. We were wasting time.I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palms. I should have protected her. I should have been there.Ash kept pace beside me, his movements stiff, tense. “Something’s wrong,” he muttered.I didn’t need to hear it from him—I felt it. The bond between us burned like fire, twisting my insides. “I know.” My voice was tight, my throat dry. “But we have to keep going.”A shiver ran down my spine as the air thickened around us. The woods, already eerie
(Lyra’s POV) Korvain watches me with dark amusement, his crimson eyes gleaming as if he’s savoring every second of my confusion. "You still don’t know who I am, do you?" he muses, tilting his head. I glare at him, my body tense despite the chains that dig into my wrists. "Why should I care?" His smirk deepens. "Because, little one, I am your uncle." The words slam into me like a physical blow. I stare at him, my breath catching in my throat. "You’re lying." "Am I?" He chuckles, stepping closer. "Your father—my dear, foolish brother—thought he could protect you from me. He hid you away, erased the truth from your memories. But deep down, you must have felt it. The emptiness, the unanswered questions. You were never meant to live a normal life, Little niece." I clench my fists, my heart hammering in my chest. He’s trying to get inside my head. I won’t let him. "You’re a monster," I spit. "If my father was anything like you, I’d rather never know him." Korvain’s eyes darken, hi
(Lyra's POV)Darkness surrounded me, but instead of fear, I felt... peace. A gentle breeze whispered through the air, carrying the scent of wildflowers and fresh earth. Slowly, my eyes fluttered open, revealing a breathtaking forest bathed in soft golden light. The trees stood tall, their leaves swaying gently, as if welcoming me. Confusion settled in as I took cautious steps forward."Where am I?" I whispered, my voice barely audible.A rustle from the trees made me whirl around, my heart pounding. From the shadows emerged a majestic white wolf, its fur glowing like moonlight. Its piercing red eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, I couldn’t move. Then, a voice echoed in my head.Hello, Lyra.I gasped, stepping back. "You can talk?"Yes, the wolf responded calmly. We are one."One?" My mind struggled to grasp what was happening.I am your wolf, she explained. Your true nature has awakened. I have always been with you, waiting for you to find me. Now that you have, our journey trul
{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