Novels by Franka Chisom

Lyra's POVThe decision to leave should have brought me peace. Instead, it left me feeling strangely empty. For years, my entire identity had been tied to this pack, I wasn't just Lyra Blackwood I was the Luna of the Nightfang Pack. I was Darius's mate and Leo's mother. Every sacrifice I made had been for them every difficult choice had been made with their future in mind yet somewhere along the way, I had become the only person nobody was willing to fight for. The realization followed me through the day like a shadow. By evening, I found myself standing outside the storage room again there were still things I needed before I left important things like Family heirlooms passed down through generations of Blackwood women my personal journals documents. Memories that belonged to me and nobody else. If I was walking away from this life, I wasn't leaving those behind, I grabbed two bags and began sorting through the boxes one by one.Hours passed before I finally found what I was lookin

Lyra's POVI didn't sleep that night every time I closed my eyes, I saw Leo standing beside Vanessa. I heard his voice telling me things were better before I came back by dawn, I gave up trying. The packhouse was quiet as I left the guest room someone had assigned to me after the celebration. The fact that nobody had even considered placing me in the Alpha suite should have bothered me more than it did maybe I was too exhausted to care. The hallways were nearly empty as I walked toward the third floor. That section of the packhouse had always belonged to the Alpha and Luna. It was where Darius and I had lived after our mating ceremony. It was where Leo had taken his first steps and where I once believed I would spend the rest of my life. My footsteps slowed as I approached the familiar door for a brief moment, I considered turning around then I pushed it open and stepped inside.The first thing I noticed was the scent it was Vanessa's. Her perfume lingered throughout the room, mixe

Lyra's POVI barely remembered leaving the hall after Darius refused to answer my question. The stares followed me the entire way some wolves pretended not to watch, but I could feel their eyes on my back others didn't bother hiding their curiosity at all. The Luna had returned after a year of exile, only to discover another woman wearing her necklace and standing at her mate's side. It was exactly the kind of story people whispered about when they thought nobody was listening. By the time I reached the second floor of the packhouse, my head was pounding. The familiar hallway looked the same as it always had, yet everything felt different. I paused outside Leo's room and stared at the closed door more than anything else, I wanted to see my son not in front of Vanessa or Darius just the two of us. Whatever had happened during the past year, surely we could still find our way back to each other he was my child and he was the reason I survived exile without completely breaking apart.

Lyra's POVThe silence that followed my arrival felt heavier than anything I had endured during my year away every conversation died and every smile disappeared. The music stopped halfway through a song, leaving only the faint crackle of the fireplace in the corner of the hall. Dozens of eyes settled on me, some shocked, some curious, and some openly annoyed. It was as if I had walked into a place where I no longer belonged my gaze stayed fixed on Darius. A year ago, he had stood before the Pack Council and promised me he would wait for me. He had promised that our family would survive the separation those promises had carried me through nights when I had nothing but loneliness for company. Now he stood beside Vanessa, looking more surprised to see me than happy. The distance between us felt far greater than the year we had spent apart.Darius finally moved first he stepped away from Vanessa and moved toward me, but there was no urgency in his stride no relief or excitement. Just th

Lyra's PovThe gates of the Nightfang Pack closed behind me with a heavy clang.For a moment, I simply stood there and stared ahead the road leading into the pack grounds looked exactly the same as it had a year ago. The pine trees still lined the path the training field still stretched across the eastern side of the territory. The air still carried the familiar scent of wolves and wood smoke everything looked untouched, as if time had moved forward for everyone except me. I tightened my fingers around the strap of my bag and forced myself to take a step forward today was the day my exile ended and today was the day I was finally coming home.A year ago, Darius had held my hands outside the council hall and promised me he would be waiting when I returned. He had looked me in the eyes and sworn it, he said he would bring Leo with him he said our son would be the first face I saw. During the lonely nights of exile, I replayed those words more times than I could count. They were the o