Liam
Coward.
The word stuck to me like a thorn in a flower, sharper than it had any right to be. Of all the things Lyra could have said, she chose to call me a coward. My jaw tightened, but I couldn’t let her see how much her words hurt me. She didn’t know, she had no f*****g idea.
If only she knew what I had dropped when Jonathan came running with the news. I had left everything at the company. Left the meeting I was in at that moment. And I ran, no, drove like a man possessed. I didn’t think, I didn’t calculate, I just moved. All because Lyra was in danger.
I had found her cornered by that bastard, and I tore him away from her. Even with Aries severely weakened by whatever the man had drunk, it didn’t stop either of us from transforming and getting Lyra home.
And then she woke up,
