Lyra's POV
That night I walked faster than usual, head turning at the faintest sound. I was on edge every time I thought of Alpha Kael.
He was on to me.
His eyes were coated with suspicion and doubt fluctuating throughout the night.
By the time I reached my rented apartment, I collapsed on the floor like a train wreck, a silent sob was further cushioned behind my palms as I covered my face.
Kenny and Marigold must be asleep, I couldn't wake them.
SuddenlyI heard soft padded steps approaching me, quickly I wiped my tears off with the back of my hand.
“Marigold, you're awake?” I said almost cheerfully, burying any residue of sadness before my eyes met hers.
“I am ma'am,” she responded, wrapping her shawl over my shoulders, “tired?”
“I’m exhausted,” I confessed.
Body, mind, heart ….
