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LYRA: REBORN FOR REVENGE
Last Updated : 2024-11-05
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A life of wickedness and uncertainty. Born to enjoy peace but get the bitter version of what she hoped for now reborn for revenge. After her first life was unfair to her, Lyra gets another chance to do it all over. Betrayed by her husband and best friend, even her unborn child wasn't saved, dying inside her mother. And now Lyra has the chance to fix it all by getting revenge. In her last life, she had trusted the wrong person. She even went against her whole family and believed the false information that her 'best friend' had been feeding her, just to be with this one person she loved. This time, Lyra vows to do it better. To get her revenge on her husband and her best friend. She won't make the mistake of falling in love ever again. What happens when she catches the attention of the famous ruthless lycan king? What happens when their paths become intertwined in such a way that she can't undo it? Can she still stand firm and have her revenge? Or when the secrets rear up their ugly heads, will she be able to survive?
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Lyra followed Jessy quietly, the shattering of dried leaves beneath their feet the only sound as they walked through the shedding woods. The cliffs were just ahead, bathed in the silver light of the Blood Moon. It was a place that held so many memories. Memories of blissful days, when she and Jessy had been carefree children, laughing and playing without a care. But tonight, something felt different. There was a thick tension in the air, an unease that settled in Lyra’s chest, making her heart beat faster with every step she took. Jessy had been unusually quiet since the ceremony, her usual bright, teasing demeanor replaced by a strange, somber silence. Lyra couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong, but she pushed it aside, trusting Jessy as she had always done. When they reached the cliff’s edge, the wind picked up, cool and biting as it whipped through Lyra’s hair and dress. She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to ward off the freeze as she looked out ove
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Lyra paced the small, dimly illuminated room as the shimmering candles cast long straws across the hallway. Her breath was shallow, her fingers shaking as she coupled them together, anxiously awaiting the healer’s return. She had visited the healer countless times before in the past months, seeking answers for the emptiness that had plagued her since she and Mason had first tried to conceive. But today was going to be different. The healer, an old woman with filled eyes and a voice like burnt wood, stepped into the room. Her gaze was sharp, as if she could see straight through Lyra’s and into the deepest parts of her soul. “The Blood Moon is powerful, child,” the healer said, her voice cold and deliberate. “It will not only strengthen the pack but reveal many truths that have been hidden behind curtains.” Lyra swallowed hard, her mouth dry as she drenched her mouth had left . “I don’t understand great one. What truths could there be?” The healer’s lips twisted into a
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Later that night, Lyra sat by the fire place in their home, the crackling flames casting shadows that danced elegantly on the walls. Mason wasn’t home yet—again. It was becoming more and more frequent, his late nights attending to “pack business.” He rarely provided details anymore, and when she asked, he would brush her off with vague answers. Every time he did, a knot twisted tighter in her stomach, the anxiety clawing intensely at her insides. She hadn’t seen him since that morning, when he had left without so much as a kiss or hug. Not even a glance. Once, his absence would have crushed her, left her longing for his warmth, his touch. Now, it only deepened the coldness that had settled in her insides. As the fire crackled and popped, Lyra’s thoughts wandered to the whispers she had overheard at the market a few days ago—women gossiping about the Alpha’s late-night movements and routines, about a certain female pack member who was often seen slipping in and out of the Alph
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The next morning after a night that seemed like forever, Lyra woke early, slipping out of bed before Mason stirred. She dressed quickly, eager to escape the suffocating tension in their home. The air outside was crisp, the sky a soft pink and blue as the sun began to rise over the horizon. She made her way to the festival grounds, needing the distraction of work to keep her mind from spiraling out. Jessy was already there, overseeing the preparations with her ever boiling enthusiasm. “Lyra!” she called out, waving Lyra over with a bright smile. “Come see how the decorations turned out. I think you’ll absolutely love it.” Lyra smiled weakly, still grateful for Jessy’s energy. It was easy to pretend that everything was fine when Jessy was around, to push the doubts and fears to the back of her head. But even as they walked through the festival grounds, inspecting the decorations and discussing the final details, Lyra couldn’t shake the feeling of her predicament. “Are y
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Lyra could still remember the very day she first met Mason Sylvester, the moment that had altered the course of her life forever. She had been nineteen, young and impressionable, full of the naivety that comes with the belief that a fated mate could fix everything and Mason on the other hand, who wasn't far off in age was rather more mature and definite. He had the belief that a mate was just another obligation he needed to fulfill as a alpha. The annual Crest Pack Harvest Festival had been in full swing, the scent of roasted meats and wood smoke filling the air as wolves from neighboring packs confluence at Crest pack in celebration. Lyra had been wandering through the crowd, her heart light as feather, her family close by, when she first caught his scent—a mix of pine and leather, a smell that seemed to wrap around her senses like ribbons on a box, filling in the right places. Mason had towered over everyone at the festival, his presence commanding attention without slimmest
Last Updated : 2024-11-26
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Lyra could still remember the very day she first met Mason Sylvester, the moment that had altered the course of her life forever. She had been nineteen, young and impressionable, full of the naivety that comes with the belief that a fated mate could fix everything and Mason on the other hand, who wasn't far off in age was rather more mature and definite. He had the belief that a mate was just another obligation he needed to fulfill as a alpha. The annual Crest Pack Harvest Festival had been in full swing, the scent of roasted meats and wood smoke filling the air as wolves from neighboring packs confluence at Crest pack in celebration. Lyra had been wandering through the crowd, her heart light as feather, her family close by, when she first caught his scent—a mix of pine and leather, a smell that seemed to wrap around her senses like ribbons on a box, filling in the right places. Mason had towered over everyone at the festival, his presence commanding attention without slimmest
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