23 parts Complete What happens when a headstrong alpha's daughter meets werewolf royalty?
He began to move towards her, his path clearing as if by magic, the other wolves instinctively parting to make way for his passage. His gaze never left hers, a silent promise, or perhaps a threat, that hung heavy in the air. Lyra stood her ground, her initial apprehension giving way to a fierce determination. She would not be intimidated. She would not be subdued. This was her moment; she would face this arrogant prince on her own terms, not as a submissive Luna, but as an independent, headstrong wolf in her own right.
His approach was deliberate, measured, each step a silent challenge. As he neared, Lyra could discern the fine details of his features, each one etched with a sharp beauty that was both intimidating and captivating. His jawline was strong, his cheekbones high and pronounced, and the slightest hint of a scar marred his left eyebrow, adding an unexpected element of vulnerability to his otherwise flawless appearance. His emerald eyes held an intensity that was mesmerizing, burning with a light that seemed to pierce through her defenses, forcing her to confront the undeniable pull she felt towards him. His presence, as he finally stood before her, was both mesmerizing and terrifying; a storm gathering on the horizon, the very embodiment of power and danger.