Chapter 25 – Lyra’s Protection
The silence that followed Kaelen’s decree weighed heavier than stone.
“So be it.”
Three words, sharp as a blade. With them, Kaelen had drawn a line no wolf in the room dared cross—except Lyra.
Seren’s world tilted on its axis. For a heartbeat, she thought she had misheard, that perhaps the Alpha had relented, had softened. But his eyes, burning gold and hard as hammered metal, told her otherwise. Kaelen had chosen exile for her. Chosen it over her pleas, over her survival.
But Lyra had stood. Lyra had not faltered.
“If you cast her out,” Lyra had said, her silver eyes blazing, “then you cast me with her.”
Now those words hung in the smoke-filled air like an arrow poised to strike.
The council chamber erupted into chaos.
Wolves leapt to their feet, sn
