Lyra's POV
If a witch or a priest had told me about my future, perhaps prophesied like the church folks used to say, that I would somehow survive the battle against Nikki.
I wouldn't believe it, but afterwards, I might definitely believe in miracles.
But one thing is for sure: one supreme being doesn't want me dead, at least not yet.
First, I was reincarnated in another body, next I narrowly escaped death again, only God knows what lies ahead.
The time was 1 pm, but the sun was perhaps grieving a great fighter like Nikki to show up; it almost felt like the Earth was mourning Nikki's death.
It cried thunder, and sobbed rain as we got to the venue for the burial. It was a big field where, according to Keto, dead werewolves from Orion's pack were buried.
"Are you sure the burial will
