Fated to the Enemy

Lyra, the Alpha's daughter, chafes under the suffocating control of her father, desperate for freedom from the rigid expectations and a predetermined future. Her rebellious spirit ignites when she meets the enigmatic Alpha Andrew, a man who challenges everything she's ever known. But their connection stirs a dangerous storm, threatening war between packs and forcing Lyra to choose between duty and a destiny she never imagined. Will she find true liberation, or be forever bound by the chains of expectation?

Fated to the Enemy

Lyra, the Alpha's daughter, chafes under the suffocating control of her father, desperate for freedom from the rigid expectations and a predetermined future. Her rebellious spirit ignites when she meets the enigmatic Alpha Andrew, a man who challenges everything she's ever known. But their connection stirs a dangerous storm, threatening war between packs and forcing Lyra to choose between duty and a destiny she never imagined. Will she find true liberation, or be forever bound by the chains of expectation?

The clatter of forks on ceramic punctuated the tense silence in the dining room, broken only by Alpha Jason's droning monologue about pack politics. Lyra, feigning interest, expertly separated her broccoli from the chicken, a silent rebellion against the mundane. Her wolf, River, echoed her boredom within her mind, a restless energy Lyra had learned to subtly suppress.

“Lyra,” her father's voice, sharp and commanding, cut through her thoughts. She snapped to attention, an innocent grin plastered on her face.

“Yes, Father?”

His gaze narrowed. “Were you even paying attention to the conversation?”

Her blush betrayed her. “Ummm…”

Frustration etched lines on his face. “Tomorrow, Alpha Andrew visits to discuss the treaty. Cain will be your personal bodyguard once you return from school.”

Lyra's stomach clenched. Cain. The thought alone was enough to curdle her appetite. “I think I can handle myself. Plus, I was planning on heading to the stables.” She knew it was a losing battle, but the words still tasted of defiance.