NARRATORThe massive midnight-colored she-wolf, streaked with golden locks, sank her teeth viciously into the creature.Anyone would have thought her jaws would pass through nothingness. Brute force against something immaterial was a difficult battle.However, Lyra, like her siblings, was a special being with unique abilities.Aztoria, Lyra’s wolf, tore through the fragments of dark magic and devoured them, absorbing all the specter’s macabre energy—something neither an ordinary wolf nor a common Lycan could process in their body."These sons of bitches are pissing me off! Aahh!" Vicky roared, slashing deep wounds into both palms and pressing them against the ground.Her lips began to chant rapid, incomprehensible spells. The mountain trembled, the forest beneath them stirred.As her father’s daughter and a descendant of the dark prince Zarek, she was calling upon some of his undead to aid them in battle.It seemed the specters’ time was running out.However, that light... dancing in
THE NEW WORLDLYRAMy father always told us not to play with magic, that it was treacherous and unpredictable, but my siblings and I thought we were untouchable.Descendants of powerful lycans and Selenias, of Umbros, a creature born from the deepest hatred, we never feared the consequences… until now.My name is Lyra, a pure Alpha with black magic running through my veins. I fell into a vortex of energy and was separated from my siblings and family.I opened my eyes in the middle of a primitive jungle and was rescued by a wild, grumpy, and completely uncivilized werewolf.Although it sounds ridiculous after such a solemn introduction, right now that savage has me slung over his shoulder, carrying me through the trees without a hint of delicacy… and with my face practically kissing his ass."Hey, my stomach hurts. Please, I need to get down. I feel better now… Are you even listeni…!"BAM!"Aaah!" I let out a startled squeal as he suddenly threw himself off a hill, landing harshly befo
LYRA"It's not what it looks like, you were hurt and I…" My mind was spinning nonstop, I couldn’t even believe the amount of nonsense I was saying.He just kept looking at me, his frown growing deeper and deeper."What did you see?" His harsh and cold voice suddenly cut through the air."Can you understand what I’m saying?" I replied excitedly, worried he wouldn’t understand me since he hadn’t spoken at all.I tried to get up, to escape from this embarrassing situation, but his calloused hand grabbed my arm tightly."What did you see?" He asked again, his tone sharper and more dangerous this time."Just that you fought that animal and defeated it," I answered, pulling at my arm, though he was my mate, I didn’t like his threatening aura.I didn’t dare confess what I had discovered in his wolf."Can you smell me? You and I…""Shut up," he interrupted suddenly. I had forgotten how rude he could be, but his eyes quickly shifted to a direction, and my instincts also kicked in."Some peop
LYRA"We have to stop this!""Don't shout," he replied through clenched teeth, his dark eyes scanning the surroundings cautiously. "I don’t know who you are, but if you want to survive, follow the pack’s laws… or the next one on that pyre could be you."His words were so cold they cut through me like ice, his gaze piercing, full of storms.My chest tightened, I wanted to scream at him to stop being so indifferent, we were fated!But he simply turned his back and walked away through the huts.The agonized roar behind me sent a chill down my spine, and the smell of burning flesh filled my nostrils.I hesitated to turn around, knowing the barbarity I would witness."Don’t do it, Lyra. It’s horrible… don’t look," my wolf warned."I have to, Aztoria," I told her as I slowly turned. "I need to accept where we’ve ended up and what we’re up against."My silver eyes reflected the flames and the pain-twisted expression of that woman: an image that would never leave my memory.This continent wa
LYRA"Did the relapse happen in front of that woman? What do you know about her?" My heart started pounding when I heard her mention me.Through the narrow gaps, my eyes watched Drakkar, waiting for his response."No," he said firmly. "She knows nothing. I just found her in the middle of the jungle.""Is that so?" The healer eyed him for a few seconds, distrustful. "It’s fine if she didn’t notice your peculiarity. If she had, it would be a problem, and you’d have to eliminate her.""Miserable old hag. He’s not going to betray us." Aztoria was way too confident in him. Me? Not so much.We were complete strangers to Drakkar. He couldn’t even feel the bond. We had to get close to him, earn his trust."Here’s the medicine." She crushed some leaves in a stone mortar, and I kept my eyes on her, memorizing them.I was grateful for the strong scent of the herbs. It helped my power conceal me."Let it sit and chew it later." She wrapped the paste in a leaf."I don’t have to be an Alpha to know
LYRA"Aaahh…" I couldn't stop a sensual moan from escaping my lips.His hand had moved up to squeeze my breast, pulling it out through the neckline to bury it deeper between his burning lips.The suction of his mouth made me shiver with pleasure. I had never given my blood to a male like this before, and the sensation of sharing my strength with him aroused and soaked me.But when I reached to caress his back, he suddenly pulled away, leaving me confused, yearning for him to continue."Does it… does it hurt?" His eyes, darker now, with small lights shimmering in their depths, met mine, furrowed and concerned.Had he thought the moan was from pain?He stuck out his tongue and licked the remaining blood from his mouth. Leaning down again, he licked the wound to seal it before answering."Mmmm… baby, if I tell you it hurts between my legs, will you lick me down there too?""Aztoria!""Does it still hurt?" His deep voice questioned me again.My twisted, manipulative mind was ready to play
LYRA Kneeling, I found that throbbing shaft right in front of my face, stiff, the tip swollen with a delicious bead of moisture.I leaned forward, taking it in my closed fist, feeling it pulse under my fingers as I moved my hand up and down, giving him a pleasurable massage.Excited hisses sounded above my head.My mouth watered, and I leaned in to take in the scent of the tip, as spicy and wild as he was."Let me taste it, mmmm, put it in your mouth." Aztoria urged me to commit madness.I parted my lips and stuck out my tongue, my hand still moving up and down.I circled the reddened head in a soft caress, licked the slit, slipping the slick tip into the opening, gasping with lust, looking up into his deep eyes, fixed on my act.Under his watchful gaze, I started sucking on the mushroomed head.Lewd and shameless, sinful sounds escaped my lips as I took him deeper and deeper into my throat.I loved the honest response of his body, stiff, unsure what to do, but growing harder and mor
DRAKKARI invaded the pack’s private hunting grounds, searching for a beehive I had discovered days ago.Unlike what they believed, I could eat meat whenever I wanted.But I was getting bored of the same burnt taste of barbecue.The taste of honey led me deeper into the forbidden area.A scent, far too sweet, invaded my senses. I thought I would find bees, but instead… I found a strange female.She was in danger, and I acted on instinct, saving her from that predator. I was ready to move on— the pack’s warriors were close, and they would protect her.But her pleas reached my ears, and when I looked into those rare, beautiful eyes… that was my greatest mistake.The sweet scent that tempted me came from her, and every time she opened her mouth, I couldn’t escape her words.My eyes followed her even when I didn’t want them to.She’s perfect, and of course, the Alpha’s son wants her for himself.I have no right to crave her, no right to anything. Each day, my life grows shorter, my wolf’s