Lachlan POV
Shit, s**t, s**t.
“You tell me not to mess this up, then you go and scare her again like that!” I screamed at my Lycan in my head, facing the wall so Lira couldn’t see the anger on my face and think I was mad at her. “We had her! Her walls were finally coming down! Did you not learn anything after the kiss earlier? We agreed not to do that s**t until she trusts us!”
“I know,” he cried weakly, terrified seeing the look on Lira’s face after she moved away from us, hurrying to kneel at the end of the bed in a meek stance.
We’ve seen that look plenty of times. We lived in war and battle all of our adult lives. That appearance is all too common for those who survive something truly horrifying. That was the look of terror that grips a person when nightmares that are all too rea
