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    The moment the blinding light faded, my mind snapped back into focus. I lifted my eyes <i>to </i>what was left


    of my house, smoke still swirling in the air, not yet cleared.


    I dragged the rain out of my face with one hand, trying to see clearly, and I was almost certain Lyra hadn’t


    survived. I didn’t see how anyone could have lived through that.


    But then, through the dust and smoke, I saw a silhouette begin to form. She was slowly making her way


    across the rubble, her steps cautious as she tried to find a way out of the wreckage. She stopped just in


    front of what used to be the house, her eyesnding on me.


    “Elias,” she whispered, her voice soft and trembling. I didn’t hesitate. I ran to her, catching her just as her


    legs gave out, and she copsed into my arms. I lowered us both to the ground, holding her head carefully


    against my chest.


    Chris, who had some medical training, rushed over and immediately started examining her.


    “She doesn’t have any visible injuries,” he said, confused. “Not a scratch. No bleeding. Nothing broken.”


    “Then why the hell did she copse?” I asked, barely able to think straight.


    Theo came up beside us, just as baffled. “A better question is–how is she even still alive?”


    I turned my head slowly, scanning the entire area. My house was the only one that had been struck by a <fncb80> Updates are released by FιndＮovel</fncb80>


    meteor. No other buildings were damaged. Just mine.


    Without waiting, I gathered Lyra into my arms again and carried her to Luke’s house. He still wasn’t back yet from running the kids to other packs, but I knew he wouldn’t care if I used his ce.


    Once inside, I brought her into the spare bedroom and gentlyid her down on the bed. I grabbed a towel


    and started drying her off, doing whatever I could to coax some sort of response from her.


    But she didn’t react. She justy there like she was asleeppletely unresponsive. Everything looked


    fine, but still, she wasn’t waking up.


    I called Luke and exined everything, told him he needed to get home immediately. Something wasn’t


    right, and I needed help.


    I didn’t leave her side. When Dr. Eris finally arrived, she did a full check–up on Lyra, going over every detail.


    “There’s nothing wrong with her that I can find,” she told me atst.


    “Then why won’t she wake up?” I demanded.


    “I don’t know. But based on everything you’ve described to me… I don’t think this is medical.”


    “What are you saying?”


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    She hesitated for a second, then answered. “The moon shining through a storm, a meteor hitting <i>your </i>


    house specifically… This feels supernatural.”


    “You’re talking about the Moon Goddess, aren’t you?” I asked, voice tight.


    Dr. Eris nodded. “It fits. She did something to Lyra.”


    “But why would she leave her like this? It doesn’t make any sense,” I snapped, my voice rising.


    “Maybe Lyra’s body just couldn’t handle it. She might need time <i>to </i>recover–physically or otherwise.”


    “And what happens when she finally does wake up? What’s she going to be like?” I asked, needing some


    kind of reassurance.


    “I can’t tell you that,” she admitted quietly.


    The longer Lyra stayed unconscious, the more agitated and helpless I felt. Nothing made sense anymore. I didn’t understand any of it. But somewhere deep down, I was trying to convince myself that this was part of some bigger n the Moon Goddess had for her. Even though arge part of me wished the goddess would just leave her be. She had suffered enough. Now should have been her time to start fresh, to rebuild everything that had been torn down by her father.


    Later that same day, Luke finally came home. He found me in the spare bedroom, and we stepped out to


    the living room to talk.


    “I don’t get it,” Luke said, running a hand through his hair. “I checked out the rest of the pack. Your house


    was the only one that got hit.”


    “I know. I’ve been thinking the same thing. Lyra seemspletely unharmed. No injuries, no trauma that anyone can find. Eris thinks it’s supernatural,” I told him.


    “Honestly? That doesn’t sound too crazy at this point,” Luke said, shaking his head slowly.


    “I just need her to wake up,” I muttered, rubbing a hand down my face.


    “She will,” he said with quiet confidence. “She probably just needs time to process… whatever that was. I’m


    sure she’ll be alright.”


    “That’s what the doctor said too. I hope you don’t mind that I brought her here,” I added.


    “I’d be offended if you hadn’t. Want a beer?” he asked.


    “Yeah. Thanks.”


    We headed into the kitchen together. I paused at the window, gazing out into the grey sheets of rain that


    still fell steadily from the sky. The vige seemed empty–quiet. No one else was outside. I figured they


    were all hunkered down inside their homes, just waiting for whatever woulde next.


    “Did anyone else get hurt?” Luke asked while offering me a bottle of beer.


    “No, everyone’s ounted for and nobody suffered any injuries,” I replied.


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    “Well, at least that’s one thing off your te,” Luke said.


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    “Yeah, I suppose so. They’re capable. They know how to protect themselves–and their children. But Lyra… she’s different. She feels like the only person I truly have now. The only one I care about, and I need her <i>to </i>


    be okay,” I said.


    “She will be. After everything she’s already made it through, I doubt there’s anything left in this world that could take her down. She’s stronger than you give her credit for,” Luke said with certainty.


    Just then, the patrols‘ voices echoed urgently through the mind link, shouting that we were under attack.


    Alpha Damon and his entire pack were advancing on us.


    Luke and I jumped up instantly and bolted through the front door.


    Almost all of my warriors quickly assembled with us–except the pregnant women and the mothers who


    stayed behind to care for their children.


    Aside from them, I had 193 fighters at my back, and together we sprinted toward the forest, shifting mid–run, heading to where the patrols had reported the attack was happening.


    We reached the edge and saw our patrol units being overpowered, outnumbered and falling quickly. But the attackers hesitated when they spotted us closing in with force.


    I picked Damon out at the front of their formation–he was clearly leading them–and I made him my focus. But as we advanced, his warriors formed a wall around him, drawing inward and shielding him from


    harm.


    They boxed him in tightly, ensuring nothing could reach him, and I couldn’t help but think it was a coward’s move. He wasn’t participating in the battle himself. Instead, his pack fought while he stood protected in


    their center.


    Being present at a battle doesn’t mean anything if you’re too afraid to lead on the front lines.


    Two of his wolves saw me at the forefront and rushed straight toward me.


    I easily took down the first, tearing his throat open as I passed, but the second one dodged my attack, lunged, andnded on my back, driving its ws deep into my shoulders.


    I let out a roar of pain and tried to throw the wolf off, but it clung tight. So I threw myself sideways to the ground, crushing its legs beneath my weight, and finally, it let go.


    I scrambled up again and nced down at the wolf under me. I lunged forward, sank my teeth into its throat, and finished it off before charging back into the battle.


    Our numbers far exceeded theirs, and it didn’t take long before Damon was exposed again, no longer


    hidden within his warriors.


    I had always known his pack was small, but seeing them struggle like this was pathetic. Coming after us with such a disadvantage was idiotic. He had no hope of winning.


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    I told my fighters not to kill them all. Annihting an entire pack wasn’t what I wanted. If I killed Damon, their Alpha, I would be forced to take in his entire pack, and I had no interest in doing that.


    I didn’t want him dead–but I did want to leave a mark. Something he’d remember.


    Before long, we were facing off. Damon was a big Alpha, no doubt, but I was stillrger. As I stood before him, I saw the fear behind his eyes, even though he tried hard to hide it. It was faint, but it was there.


    I didn’t hesitate. I charged him, and he braced for impact as I mmed into him. He gave it everything he


    had in return.


    I knocked him to the ground more than once, and meanwhile, his warriors were getting torn apart by mine.


    Even still, Damon wasn’t going to let his pack see him break. He lunged at me again. I rose up on my hind legs and waited, letting hime closer, then I dropped back down and shed his face with my ws.


    He stumbled back, blood now dripping down from his wounds. He roared in fury and lunged at me again, preparing for another strike.


    But right before he reached me, the ground beneath us shook violently. Every tree in the forest leaned sharply in one direction, as though a massive force had just detonated nearby, and everyone on the


    battlefield was thrown off bnce.


    I scrambled up as fast as I could, trying to make sense of what had just happened. When I turned back, I


    saw her.


    Lyra was kneeling a short distance away from the fight. Her fists were pressed firmly to the ground, and her face was locked in a fierce, concentrated expression. When she finally stood, she slowly lifted her


    head–and her eyes glowed a brilliant white.


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