Lyra knew why she was taken. Being Brandon’s mate had put a target on her back. What she didn’t understand was how the hell these people got into and out of the kingdom without being caught. She was knocked out when they took her, and she instinctively touched the bump on her head.
They left her alone again for what felt like forever, and she didn’t see anyone until she could only guess midday the next day. The same old man came in with food and took her to the bathroom. The huge, dirty room with the table and chairs didn’t have people again, but she could hear their muffled voices from outside.
“What do you want from me?” Lyra asked as she was brought back to her room and a very sarcastic laugh escaped from the old man’s lips as he locked her in again. He was about to leave when he tur
