Lyra
The day moved slowly.
I sat alone, my thoughts spiraling. At one point, it felt like the walls were closing in on me. Even though I had slept the night before, my body still felt heavy with fatigue, and my mind was very restless.
So I decided to freshen up. After bathing, I combed out my scant curls and put on a simple pink dress. There was makeup in the room’s closet, but I didn’t bother with it. I had no one to impress. Besides, the makeup clearly belonged to Evelyn—I didn’t recognize any of it.
Bored, I stepped out and began wandering around the pack house. My feet led me to the nursery wing, where I heard a soft humming. The gentle lull of it guided me to the playroom.
I saw a familiar face there, two actually, and my heart burst with joy.
“Lu…Luna,” the nanny who had been
