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Chapter 74 : The Memory That Burned
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Lyra, His Second Chance Mate Chapter 75 : The Monster Beneath the Skin
Nyxar’s Point of ViewThe memory left a taste of blood in his mouth.Nyxar sat in the shadows of the council chamber’s ruined antechamber, long after the last of the murmuring nobles had gone, after Kane had led Lyra away with that overprotective fire in his eyes. After silence had crept back into the halls like a loyal hound returning to its master.His fingers curled on the armrest of the abandoned stone throne he now claimed for himself - not as ruler, not as ally, but as something older. Stranger. Stronger. Something none of them yet understood. Not even Lyra.Especially not Lyra.He tilted his head back and let his eyes drift shut, but the memory still clung to the inside of his eyelids like soot. Her scream - no, not Lyra’s. Her scream. The First Queen.He had not meant to remember. He never did. And yet, her blood was still on his hands.The Harbinger hadn’t screamed. Not when she struck him. Not when the blade pierced bone and eternity alike.Only she had.She had wept, not fo
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Lyra’s POVThe morning broke silver and quiet, shrouded in a mist that clung to the castle’s stone like breath on glass. Pale light filtered through the stained-glass windows of their chamber, casting fractured colors across the floor. It should have been beautiful - ethereal, even - but to Lyra, it felt heavy. Still.She sat at the edge of the bed, bare feet pressed to the cold floor, her elbows resting on her thighs, and her fingers laced together tightly enough to turn her knuckles white. Her hair clung in damp strands to the back of her neck, still tangled from sleep, though the dream had done anything but offer rest.Kane stirred behind her. She didn’t turn. She felt him before he touched her - his warmth, his scent, the tension coiled in his chest like a storm waiting for its cue to break."You're still trembling," he said softly.Was she? "Tell me exactly what did you saw." Kane requested softly. Lyra blinked and looked down at her hands. Thalia was quiet inside her, but not
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The council chamber was quieter now, but not at peace.Though the meeting with Nyxar had concluded hours earlier, ripples of unease still echoed through the halls. Lords and generals murmured in corners, witches moved in hushed urgency, and scouts returned with scrolls of hastily marked maps. The war was no longer a looming possibility - it was rising like a tide.Lyra stood at the balcony just beyond the war room, the morning light casting long golden shadows across the stone floor. Below, the central courtyard buzzed with motion - soldiers drilling, supplies being loaded on trucks, hawks flying messages north and south. A kingdom on edge.But her thoughts weren’t in the present. They were still drifting between dreams and memory. Between herself and the woman who once bore her soul.Kane approached quietly from behind. His steps were deliberate, but she sensed him before he spoke.Kane looked past her, to the horizon. “The witches said they’d prepare the chamber for you. The one ben
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Nyxar’s POV Memory - Centuries AgoThe wind screamed across the blackened field.Ash rained from a blood-red sky, coating twisted bodies and shattered stone. The scent of burned fur and scorched flesh clung to the earth like a curse. The once-sacred forest beyond was little more than smoking cinders. Magic, wild and broken, cracked the air.Nyxar stood on the ridge alone, the last sentinel of a battlefield long lost.The Harbinger lay below.Not dead. Not yet. But close.His massive form twitched, the remnants of his transformation failing to hold. Horns cracked and receded. Bone armor dissolved into steaming fragments. The darkness that once clung to him like a second skin bled from his pores in ribbons of shadow.And she stood over him. The First Queen.The golden circlet on her brow glowed with the heat of her fury. Her long braid was torn, her gown singed, but her eyes blazed with undying fire. Her blad -that cursed blade - was buried deep in his chest.Nyxar’s hands fisted at h
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The dawn came softly - filtered through the arched windows of the royal chambers in a haze of pale gold and quiet wind. The stone walls, usually so cold and austere, now carried the scent of lavender and ash, clinging to the lingering warmth of the night before. Kane stirred before the light touched his face, instincts sharpened like blades drawn from their sheath.Something was different.Not wrong. Just… altered. Shifted.His breathing slowed as his eyes opened, and his body - so often wound tight from years of battle and command - remained still, like prey sensing a predator… or a storm sensing change in the wind.He turned his head slowly.Lyra lay beside him, unmoving in the gentle glow of morning. But she wasn’t the same.Her hair - once dark and silken with subtle curls - now shimmered like strands of molten moonlight. Pale silver streaked through the locks, catching light like a halo, and her skin glowed faintly with an ethereal sheen, as if something ancient had awakened with
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Nyxar POVNyxar stepped into the council chamber - and stopped.It wasn’t the scent that gave it away, though it lingered - power, sharp and clean, like silver carved into the air. Nor was it the hush, though silence had a weight here, as if the stone walls themselves were holding their breath.No. It was the way they looked at her.All of them - warriors and witches, elders and envoys - every gaze fixed on one figure standing at the center of the chamber. No one spoke. No one even dared to shift.Lyra.But not as she had been.She stood calm amidst the rising storm of whispers, her presence reshaping the very nature of the room. She wore twilight on her skin - an indigo robe threaded with silver light that pulsed like breath. Her hair, once the deep shade of shadows, now shimmered like moonlight, cascading around her shoulders in luminous waves. Her eyes... stars drowned in mercury.She wasn’t just Lyra.She was Queen.Nyxar felt the change like a tremor in the marrow of his bones.A
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Lyra POV The wind had quieted in the rooftop garden, leaving only the rustling of silverleaf trees and the low hum of distant torches burning below. The moon hung high - full and pale, casting Lyra in a glow that shimmered across the threads of her hair. Silver now. As if moonlight had made her its own.She stood near the edge, hands resting on the stone ledge, watching the stars with a distant look in her eyes. Kane was behind her, silent, watching the curve of her shoulders tense ever so slightly.“You’re not really here,” he said quietly.Lyra blinked. “What?”“Not fully. I can feel when your mind drifts somewhere else.” He stepped closer. “You’ve been quiet since the council meeting.”She didn’t turn right away. “They’re afraid of me.”“They’re fools.”“They’re not wrong,” she whispered. “I’m not who I was. Not entirely.”“You’re still you. Stronger, wiser… maybe a little scarier,” he added with a crooked smirk, trying to ease the weight on her spine.She smiled faintly. “Scary i
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Lyra, His Second Chance Mate Chapter 109 : Kane’s Pyre
Lyra POV The pyre stood at the edge of the Hollow Grounds, where even shadows seemed afraid to linger.Smoke curled upward in slow, lazy spirals, black against a bruised sky. The earth beneath Lyra’s boots felt scorched, barren - like it remembered too. The scent of charred wood, old blood, and unspoken goodbyes clung to the air, suffocating.She stood alone.The others waited behind the circle of warded stones, where the barrier shimmered like a ghost in the dying light. Not one of them crossed it. Not Nyxar, not Elara, not the witches who still whispered her name like a half-broken prayer. They knew this was not a moment meant to be witnessed.Grief, Lyra had learned, wasn’t something that could be comforted. It wasn’t something you wrapped in soft words or shared through tears. It was a blade, and she had been holding it for days - bleeding quietly from the inside.Now it was buried in her chest, where no one could see it but her.Kane’s body lay wrapped in his old wolfhide cloak
Lyra, His Second Chance Mate Chapter 108 : The Last Thread
Lyra POV The battlefield had gone silent. Smoke drifted in slow spirals, carrying the scent of charred magic and iron. The fires were still burning, but no one moved to put them out. The witches stood frozen in their circles, eyes wide. Warriors clutched weapons they would never raise. Because all eyes were on her and on him. Kane knelt at the heart of the broken ring, cracked stone glowing with sigils that no longer pulsed. His hands dug into the earth, breath coming in ragged gasps, and his back arched in pain as the Harbinger’s presence writhed inside him - like a second heartbeat made of shadows and fire. But it was still Kane’s face. Still his eyes. Lyra stepped forward slowly. She couldn’t feel her feet. Couldn’t feel her hands. Only the pulsing ache in her chest - the last thread of their bond, frayed and bleeding. Ekreth stood to her right, arms folded, waiting like a vulture made of smoke and starlight. His wings curled inward as if to shield her from what came
Lyra, His Second Chance Mate Chapter 107 : The Edge of Ruin
Lyra POV The air reeked of blood and burning wards. From the highest spire, Lyra watched shadow creatures pour through the eastern breach - just as planned. Their forms rippled with unnatural grace, bones wrong beneath stretching skin, eyes like coals. The trap was set. Glyphs flared to life in a massive ring around the breach, turning the battlefield into a burning cage. And still they came. The creatures weren’t slowed by fire. They thrived in it. “Fall back to second line!” Elara shouted, sword dripping with black ichor. “Protect the witches! Get the civilians below-” A bolt of shadow tore past her and struck the ground at Lyra’s feet. The stone cracked. The heat of it sizzled against her skin even as she raised a shield instinctively. She spun. And there he was. Kane. No mask. No armor. Just him - worn leathers and that familiar, twisted expression of grief and rage. His eyes, however, were not his own. They blazed with the Harbinger’s mark - red, ringed in black. Hi
Lyra, His Second Chance Mate Chapter 106 : Ash and Echoes
Harbinger POVThe darkness welcomed him like an old friend.It moved when he moved. Breathed when he breathed. Twined around his shoulders like a living mantle as he drifted through the ruins of the old forest temple, the shattered remnants of gods long forgotten crushed beneath his feet.Kane sat in the center of the stone circle, head bowed, sweat beading at his brow despite the cold. He hadn’t moved in hours.Still resisting.The Harbinger tilted his head, amused. He circled the boy slowly, boots making no sound on the broken marble. Kane’s energy flickered - unstable. Like a flame exposed to too much air.“You're unraveling,” the Harbinger said softly. His voice was silk over razors, ancient and echoing. “And still, you cling to her.”Kane’s jaw tightened. “I’m not yours.”The Harbinger crouched behind him, a whisper at his ear. “No. Not yet. But you will be.”A flick of power, and the circle of runes flared beneath them, casting everything in a red glow. Kane flinched but didn’t
Lyra, His Second Chance Mate Chapter 105 : The Line Drawn
Lyra POVThe scouts returned at dawn.Mud-streaked, hollow-eyed, their wolves panting from the long run. They came with no injuries - but no peace, either.“The eastern tree line,” one reported, voice gravel-rough. “There’s movement in the hollows. Shadows that don’t cast light. It’s him. We know it.”Lyra nodded, absorbing each word like stone absorbing rain. She didn’t flinch. Didn’t blink. She simply said, “Then we fortify. Every outpost from Hollow Reach to the Veil Spine gets fire runes and silver-lined weapons. No one patrols alone. If anyone sees him - him, not shadows, not dreams - they report to me. Directly.”The scouts hesitated, glancing between one another, then nodded.The war council convened by mid-morning. Nyxar stood at her right, silent as ever, while Elara ran point on magical defenses. The barracks had been roused hours before sunrise. Steel clanged in every courtyard. Witches painted wards on armor, blood-mixed sigils glowing faintly against the leather.And stil
Lyra, His Second Chance Mate Chapter 104 : Shadows at the Gate
Lyra POVThe gates slammed shut behind her with a clang that echoed down the empty streets like a warning bell. Lyra didn’t flinch.She stood still, her eyes fixed on the place where Kane had vanished into the trees - the memory of him, burned into the horizon like a scar.Elara barked orders, sharp and efficient, snapping the guards to motion. Wards flared faintly across the gate’s surface, light trailing like glowing veins through ancient stone. The perimeter was sealed. For now.But Lyra didn’t move.She could still feel it - him. That terrible, twisted echo of what once tethered her heart. Her fingers curled unconsciously, her palm grazing the pouch at her hip. The obsidian shard pulsed once, like it sensed the shift. Or the danger.“He wasn’t alone,” she said softly.Elara turned back to her, eyes wide. “You saw others?”Lyra shook her head. “No. But I felt them. Like… breathing behind a door. Waiting.”The other witch - Dalen - stepped closer. “We should alert the council.”“The
Lyra, His Second Chance Mate Chapter 103 : What Lies Ahead
Lyra POV The silence lingered after Thalia’s growl had faded. A silence that felt fuller now. Less like an absence and more like a promise.Lyra sat in the dust until the ache in her body returned, dull and real. Her palms were scraped, her muscles trembling from the strain of holding herself together for too long.Behind her, she felt Nyxar shift. She turned slowly.He stood near the edge of the temple, framed by broken columns and shafts of sunlight cutting through the crumbled roof. The wind stirred his dark cloak, and in the light, the silver of his eyes caught fire.“You saw her,” he said, not a question.Lyra nodded. “She didn’t speak. But she didn’t leave.”“That’s more than most get.”He walked toward her, steps almost soundless. For once, the air around him didn’t feel cold. Just heavy. Old. Like the ruins themselves.“What happens now?” she asked. “With the Harbinger? With… Kane?”Nyxar’s jaw tensed at the name.“He’s not gone,” Lyra said softly. “Not completely.”“No,” Nyx
Lyra, His Second Chance Mate Chapter 102 : Thalia
Lyra sat on a worn, half-buried stone, the remnants of what might’ve once been an altar. Light streamed through the broken ceiling above - slanted, gold-tinged sunlight that pierced through the dust and fractured glass. The air here still thrummed with old power, magic older than any living soul could remember. And somewhere behind her, Nyxar lingered in the shadows, silent.She hadn’t spoken since the dream.Her hands rested limply on her knees, stained with dust and blood. Her eyes were fixed on the far wall where vines crawled over carved glyphs, half-erased by time and ash.“Do you remember what this place was?” she asked softly, unsure why she spoke aloud.Nyxar’s voice came like the stir of wind. “It was where we made promises. The first pacts. The first betrayals.”Lyra turned her head toward him slowly. “And you brought me here because…?”His gaze didn’t meet hers. “Because the temple still remembers. Even when the gods forget.”She swallowed the lump in her throat. Her body s
Lyra, His Second Chance Mate Chapter 101 : Memories
Lyra POV As Lyra stood beside Nyxar, the haze lifted, revealing more of the ruins that stretched beyond the immediate carnage. Crumbled walls half-swallowed by ash and time. Statues toppled. Towers broken. It was like walking through a graveyard built for gods.He moved ahead of her in silence, his long cloak trailing like smoke. Lyra followed, drawn forward despite the ache in her chest. She could feel the echo of magic here - raw, broken magic, older than any she had ever touched.“This was your home?” she asked quietly, though the answer pulsed in her bones.“It was,” Nyxar replied, his voice distant. “A long time ago. Before I became what I am now.”He stopped before a shattered archway. Vines had overtaken the stone, and in its center lay a deep scar carved into the earth, as if something had been ripped from it violently.“What happened here?” Lyra asked, stepping beside him.He didn’t look at her. “I had a mate once.”The words hit her like a thunderclap. Her breath stilled.“
