LYRA VALORICTen years ago;

“Aurora… Aurora.” I giggled loudly as I ran around the garden with my sister. My father and most of the pack warriors had gone for a Council meeting, and Aurora had managed to sneak me out of my room without anyone noticing.

I wouldn’t even call it a room. It was the basement floor, and my father always said that was where pigs like me belonged.

“Caught you.” Aurora wrapped her arms around me from behind. I squealed and tried to wiggle free, but as an ...