She-wolves who once caught the Alpha’s eye were framed, exiled, or thrown into the lower dens.
Some lived trembling lives.Some ended their own.
And as for those without favor?They never even dared meet her gaze.
Back then, I had assumed the stories were exaggerated.No one could really be that arrogant.
Not inside the Alpha’s domain.Not while his heir still lived.
But now, seeing them here…
I realized reality was worse than any rumor.
My gaze sharpened, claws digging into my palms.
“You’ve overstepped yourselves,” I said quietly.
“Even for pack law.”
Lyra crossed her arms, utterly unbothered,a lazy smile curling her lips.
“The entire inner territory answers to me now,” she said.“You think disciplining a she-wolf who broke pack codes is something worth fearing?”
The others laughed.
“Exactly!
These days, every female wolf in this territory has to bow to Lady Lyra.”
“And you?” one sneered.
“A forgotten, sealed-away mutt hiding in the inner den?You think you’re still anything?”
Another stepped closer, eyes filled with malice.
“Lady Lyra, we’ve purged so many troublemakers already.And this one almost slipped through our hands.”
“She’s worse than all the others.We absolutely can’t let her off easy.”