CHAPTER 9 — The Moon Cannot Be Poisoned
487 Words
The pain didn’t fade.
It spread.
Lyra lay still on the bed, her breath uneven, her fingers digging into the sheets as something foreign burned through her veins.
Not blood.
Something deeper.
Something wrong.
“Lyra!”
Aiden’s voice cut sharply through the room.
She tried to respond, but her throat locked. Her chest tightened painfully, like invisible hands were squeezing her from the inside.
The light in the room flickered.
Once.
Twice.
Then dimmed completely.
Aiden moved closer instantly, gripping her hand. “Stay with me. What’s happening?”
“I don’t—” she gasped. “I don’t know…”
Her vision blurred.
The moonlight streaming through the window trembled… as if it were being dragged away.
Aiden felt it too.
His grip tightened. “Kael needs to see this.”
As if summoned by the name, the door slammed open.
Kael entered.
He stopped immediately.
His silver eyes locked onto Lyra.
And froze.
“What happened?” he demanded.
Aiden turned sharply. “Something’s wrong with her. She started reacting after the attack last night—”
“I know what I’m seeing,” Kael cut in.
His gaze dropped to Lyra’s skin.
Thin silver cracks glowed faintly beneath her skin like burning veins.
His expression darkened.
“Moonbane,” he said quietly.
Aiden stiffened. “That’s impossible. No one in this pack has access to Moonbane.”
Kael didn’t answer.
Because another sound interrupted them.
A deep rumble.
From the lower floors.
Then another.
A scream.
Followed by chaos.
A guard burst into the hallway, face pale. “Alpha! The southern wing—people are collapsing!”
Kael turned instantly.
Lyra tried to sit up, pain shooting through her body. “What… is happening?”
The moment she spoke—
The windows exploded outward.
Glass shattered into the night.
A violent wave of silver light erupted from Lyra’s body.
Aiden was thrown backwards.
Kael barely held his ground.
Outside, wolves screamed.
Inside the mansion, torches went out one by one as if something invisible was swallowing the light.
Lyra sat up slowly.
Her breathing changed.
No longer weak.
No longer human-like.
The burning in her chest stopped suddenly… replaced by something vast.
Ancient.
Aware.
Her eyes lifted toward the shattered window.
And in the silence that followed—
A voice spoke inside her mind.
Not soft this time.
Not fragmented.
Clear.
Commanding.
They tried to poison the moon.
Now the moon will answer.
Kael took one step back.
Just one.
But it was enough.
Because the Alpha of Ironfang had just felt something he had never experienced before in his life.
Fear.
Not of rogues.
Not of war.
But of her.
Lyra Vale was no longer just an omega in his house.
She was becoming something the pack could not control.
Or survive.
Another scream tore through the night outside the mansion gates.
A voice that did not belong in Ironfang territory.
Selene.
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