Lyra threw her head back and laughed, the sound echoing off the warehouse walls. My stomach churned as she raised her gun, ignoring Garrett's desperate pleas.
"Thalia, please, I…"
The gunshot rang out. I flinched as crimson sprayed across the concrete. Garrett's body slumped forward, lifeless eyes staring at nothing.
Lyra turned to me, lips curled in a predatory smile. "Poor Thalia. Did you really think this was a game?" She swung the gun toward Zephyr. "That I'd actually let you choose?"
"No!" I lunged forward but the men held me back. Zephyr remained silent, those warm green eyes fixed on mine. Not a trace of fear showed on his bloodied face.
"Stop."
The voice cut through the warehouse like a blade. My heart stopped. I knew that voice - would know it anywhere, even after nine years
