AUTHOR'S POV

Zeph and Zayn continued playing in the mud despite their mother's warnings, who could blame them? They were young wolves who were curious to activate their wolf's senses.

"Zeph, her out of there."Lyra screamed as she continued to knit the cardigan she was working on, her life had been dramatic, ever since Ragna regained consciousness,it had been from one problem to another. She had always wanted drama but definitely not drama in this sense. She was tired but kept reminding herself she was there for a reason and it was "Sweet,sweet revenge."She smiled as she thought about it, she couldn't wait.

Lyra's eyes narrowed as she watched her...