Lyra
I began my work as Liam’s assistant the very next day.
It was already morning, and I stood by the mirror getting dressed. I wanted to make a good first impression. I didn’t want to be late. So I’d woken up early, taken a quick bath, and now here I was.
The room was quiet. The entire pack house was, too. The silence felt suffocating. I still couldn’t believe I’d agreed to Liam’s request last night and moved the last of my belongings from Sophie’s condo back into the pack house.
She had been worried, but I told her not to be. She almost didn’t let me leave, but somehow, I managed to.
Laika had also voiced her displeasure, protesting at first, but when I ignored her, she retreated into that quiet corner of hers. Her silence only added to the suffocating feeling I already felt.
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