SAMIEN'S POV
“Samienm!!”
I could hear Lyra's shrill voice from the corridor. The door flung open and there she stood, worried.
Beads of sweat cascaded down her face. In a jiffy, she flung herself at me, hugging fiercely.
I was uncomfortable. She tugged too hard and tight, but I couldn't bring myself to complain.
“Thank goodness you're fine! I was terrified upon hearing the news and immediately rushed down.”
I nodded, managing a smile.
“Hope they didn't hurt you? No bruise, or rough handling?” She scanned my body, her eyes keen.
“I'm fine Lyra. Thankfully, Mark got here in time and fought them off.”
“Mark?” Her eyes widened in shock. “You brought him home?”
“Of course not!” My face hardened, her action replaying in my head. “Don't you dare think I've forgiven you for what you di
