---- VOLUME III: THE DARK CURSE.
THE NEW WORLD LYRA My father always told us not to y with magic, that it was treacherous and unpredictable, but my siblings and I thought we were untouchable.
Descendants of powerful lycans and Selenias, of Umbros, a creature born from the deepest hatred, we never feared the consequences...
until now.
My name is Lyra, a pure Alpha with ck magic running through my veins.
I fell into a vortex of energy and was separated from my siblings and family.
T opened my eyes in the middle of a primitive jungle and was rescued by a wild, grumpy, andpletely uncivilized werewolf.
Although it sounds ridiculous after such a solemn introduction, right now that savage has me slung over his shoulder, carrying me through the trees without a hint of delicacy...
and with my face practically kissing his ass.
"Hey, my stomach hurts.
Please, I need to get down.
I feel better now...
Are you even listeni...!"" BAM! ---- "Aaah!" I let out a startled squeal as he suddenly threw himself off ahill,nding harshly before taking off runnin, his shoulder! .
with me still on What the hell is wrong...?!" A roar behind us made me snap my head up in the middle of our sprint.
My eyes widened in terror as a massive, spiky-scaled head emerged from the bushes.
"Aaahhh! Run faster, faster!" I started yelling at him, watching the monster chase us.
The creature, resembling an enormous lizard, let out a deafening roar, its putrid breath pping me in the face.
It was getting too close! "You''re too slow, too slow!" I started pping his asssince that was all I could reachas if he were my personal stallion.
The sound of rushing water soon reached my ears, a strong current flowing nearby.
I thought crossing the river would keep us safe, but that thing leaped, and for a second, I swore I was going to lose my head.
In the blink of an eye, my battered body was thrown to the side,nding heavily in some bushes.
"Ouch," I groaned, pushing myself up, fully alert as I tookin the ---- scene before me.
That powerful warrior stripped off his leather skirt, his massive two-meter-tall body moving fearlessly toward the enormous predator.
It was even bigger than the first beast that attacked me when I arrived! Mid-air, he shifted with an earth-shattering roar, his pores stretching to make way for the thick tinum fur of a colossal wolf.
The battle began, fangs shing, ws striking with deadly precision.
The beast staggered backward under the force of the furious wolfs attacks.
My wide eyes followed every movement, captivated.
He was breathtaking, mesmerizing, I had never seen a creature like him before.
By the Goddess, that hunk is mine! suddenly, an enthusiastic voice rang inside my mind.
"aztoria? Aztoria, you''re back!" I cried out to my wolf, overjoyed.
" Wait...
what do you mean ''my male''?" I was about to question her, but a thunderous crash shook the jungle, snapping me back to the fight.
The massive predator copsed lifelessly onto the river rocks, its blood seeping between the stones...
but it wasnt just its blood.