LUCIAN
I was standing there, my blood boiling as I watched Karl's hand resting on Lyra’s hip, and I was ready to rip his throat out right in the middle of my own hallway. I expected her to shrink away or maybe even cry, but then she did something I never expected. She burst into laughter. It wasn't a small giggle either; it was a loud, mocking sound that echoed off the stone walls and made my skin crawl. She looked at me like I was the most pathetic thing she had ever seen, and she started limping forward until she was right in my space.
"Are you truly that naive, Lucian?" she asked, her voice dripping with enough venom to kill a grown wolf. "Do you really believe that after everything you did to me, after you watched them throw me out like nothing, I would just come back and forgive you
