NARRATOR

In Lyra’s mind, the wolf that had saved her in the jungle slipped into her inner world, circling around Aztoria, who stared at him in fascination.

She was a big Alpha, but her mate towered over her.

They sniffed and licked each other, recognizing one another as two halves of a whole.

"I'm your mate, little one. My name is Khalum," he said, caressing her snout.

Suddenly, that wild lycan scooped Lyra into his arms, and she felt so small against the softness of his broad chest.

“Don’t cry