His moonlight possession

The crown was a heavy thing, even before it touched Lyra's brow. Born into a lineage of power, she was forged for a throne few believed a female should ever claim.



Whispers of dissent clung to her like a shroud, turning every shadow into a potential threat, every ally into a question mark. Survival wasn't a choice; it was a daily battle against those who craved her demise.

Her fate tangled further with the arrival of Alpha Lucien, a male as formidable as he was arrogant, and whose contempt for her kind was etched into his very being.

He claimed her as his destined mate, not out of passion, but as a calculated move – a pawn in his grand scheme to usurp the Lycan King's dominion. Lyra found herself ensnared, her heart's desires clashing violently with the brutal machinations of power and a destiny she never truly asked for.