ZEVIAR
I’ve seen some extraordinary things in my life.
I’ve watched wolves shift mid-battle without missing a beat. I’ve seen Alphas command entire rooms of hundreds with just a single look. I stood in a grand ballroom and watched my mate transform into a white wolf right before the eyes of everyone who ever doubted she was real.
But none of that had prepared me for what I saw when Lyra took my mother’s hand and pulled her back from the edge of death.
There’s no other way to say it. Dr. Sera had delivered the news with the cold precision of a professional pronouncing a final verdict – barely hanging on, organ failure, we don’t know how long. And then Lyra walked over to that bed with the certainty of someone answering a question nobody else had even heard. Forty seconds later, my mothe
