The Heir of Vasilica by C.C. Davie (The Wytchling Chronicles #2.5)

I was born in blood and pain. I should have been thrown to the wolves with my mother’s body, my soul destined to roam the woods with my sisters. But fate laid its cold hand on me as I entered this world, wrapping its icy fingers around mine and leading me towards a life I could so easily have never seen.
My name is Lyrik Damaris.
And this is my story.