Lyra's POV
It’s been twelve long days since I last saw the outside world—or even breathed in fresh air.
He told me it would only be for six months. It's just long enough for his mother to pass away. All I had to do was play the role of his fake wife until then.
I still can’t believe I agreed to this. What made me so sure he’d actually keep his word?
But if I could just escape this prison, I could finally get my revenge on Darius and Dimitri—and reclaim my rightful place as the human princess.
Werewolves, Lycans, mages, and humans were never meant to coexist peacefully. By agreeing to this plan, I’d basically signed my own death warrant.
And yet, here I was finally being let out of my cage. The corridor’s harsh light stung my eyes, but I welcomed it. A little discomfort was nothing co
