~Lyra~
I didn’t flinch. I simply lifted my chin and looked Mira dead in the eye as I calculated exactly how much harder it would be to survive in the Royal family if I struck back at this new Princess now.
This wasn’t like dealing with Evelyn or Ana. Those two had names, yes—but no real weight. In King Aldric’s eyes, they were disposable.
But his pups? Not the same.
“Do whatever you want. I’ve got your back.” Kael’s voice slid through the mind-link—smooth, steady, lethal in its quietness.
So I stood, raised my hand and brought it down—clean and sharp—across Mira's face.
Mira stumbled back a step, shock flashing across her face.
“Touch me again,” I said, letting Vaxy rise, my Alpha voice slicing through the stillness, “and I’ll do far worse.”
Fury twisted Mira’s features. She turned
