The Woman Who Should Be Dead
Lyra's POV
"I will not lose you again."
Kael's words stayed in the air and they pressed on my chest and then I stared at him.
For a second, I saw the man I once trusted and then it faded.
The fire from the battle still burned behind us, smoke hung low and the ground was dark with blood, warriors moved around, carrying the injured, some cried and some said nothing.
I then pulled my arm from Kael's hold.
"You already did," I said and his jaw tightened.
"Lyra…"
"No," I cut in. "Do not say my name like that."
His eyes flashed, with pain, anger and something else.
The bond between us pulled, it hurt and it burned low in my chest, I felt it and he felt it too and we both froze for one second and then I stepped back.
"I need space
