Lyra's POV
"I gotta give you credit, girl."
I looked up from my meal to see Dimitri standing there, arms crossed. His hair was wet as if he had just come out of the bathroom. He smirked at me.
"Taking on the big bad all by yourself? I'm surprised you were able to handle such a monster in that frail body of yours."
I frowned. "Frail... I am still frail. Most of my bones are still healing thanks to whatever that healer put in my drink."
The Lycan king grinned. "It's called Valeria's Elixir. It's a powerful healing potion, but it takes a toll on the body. You're lucky to be alive."
I pushed my plate away, suddenly not hungry anymore. "Lucky," I muttered. "I don't feel lucky."
Dimitri's expression softened, and he sat down across from me. "You were incredibly brave, Lyra. Not many woul
