Lyra
My wolf finally settled as I watched the stranger disappear, although not completely.
I could feel the weight of Ivy’s gaze as she waited for me to talk to her, “Lyra.”
“Later.” I sighed as I stared at her, my face giving nothing away.
Her eyebrows knitted. “Are you sure?”
I nodded, closing my eyes as I took a much needed breath in, “Later.”
She gave me one last suspicious look before we continued towards the communal hall in silence.
I followed closely, but my thoughts remained behind.
Right with him.
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The communal hall is full when we arrive. The hall I had begun to associate with joy and laughter was now filled with tension and hushed tones, as the border patrol’s death had cast a dark cloud over Blackridge.
In that moment I missed the mindless chatter more th
