Glory_Bliss_

A bond forbidden. A love destined by fate. A war that could tear them apart.

Elias, a fierce and battle-hardened warrior, has spent his life protecting his pack from the threats lurking in the shadows. But when he crosses paths with Lyria—a woman unlike any he’s ever known—his world begins to unravel. She is human, yet there is something otherworldly about her, something that calls to the beast within him.

Lyria has spent years running from a past she barely understands. Haunted by memories of a life she cannot fully recall, she is drawn to Elias in ways she cannot explain. But their growing connection places them both in danger. Ruthless hunters, ancient magic, and enemies long thought dead rise against them, threatening not only their love but the fragile balance between wolves and humans.

As secrets unravel and destiny takes hold, Elias and Lyria must fight against fate itself. In a world where love is a weakness and betrayal lurks in every shadow, will their devotion be strong enough to defy the forces determined to tear them apart?

moon's devotion

The air between them was thick with tension.

Veymar's red eyes gleamed in the moonlight, a wicked smile curling on his lips. His presence sent chills through Lyria, but Elias didn't move. He stood his ground, muscles coiled like a beast ready to strike.

"I don't have anything of yours," Elias said, voice calm but edged with danger.

Veymar chuckled, stepping forward. "Oh, but you do. A debt unpaid… a secret buried. You think the past stays dead, Elias?" His gaze flicked to Lyria. "You should tell the girl what you really are."

Lyria stiffened. She turned to Elias, searching his face, but his expression was stone.

"What is he talking about?" she asked.

Veymar smirked. "Ah, you haven't told her, have you?" His voice lowered, dark amusement laced with malice. "She has no idea what you did."

Elias growled. His hands clenched into fists, the air around him pulsing with power.

Veymar sighed, as if disappointed. "You always were a stubborn one, Alpha." He took a step back, but his smirk never faded. "But she'll find out soon enough." His glowing eyes locked onto Lyria. "And when she does… will she still follow you?"

The words lingered in the air, thick with unspoken meaning.

A rush of wind, a blur of movement, and he was gone—swallowed by the night.

Lyria turned to Elias, heart racing. "What was that about? What is he talking about?"

Elias's jaw tightened. "It doesn't matter."

Lyria grabbed his arm. "It does if it involves me."

For a moment, he didn't speak. His golden eyes held something dark, something she had never seen before.

And when he finally spoke, his voice was quieter. Almost broken.

"There are things about me you don't know, Lyria." His fingers brushed against hers, just for a second. "Things I don't want you to know."

Her heart ached at the way he looked at her—like a man standing on the edge of a cliff, knowing he was about to fall.

Whatever his secrets were, she wasn't leaving.

chapter 17: The Hunter and the Hunter