Lyra POV
All that had happened replayed in my head, vivid and relentless. The moment Varg’s hands had closed around my throat, the fear that gripped me was unlike anything I’d ever known. It wasn’t just his strength—it was the realization that he, the one person I thought might protect me from Lucian, had become the reason I was so broken. My mind relished at the fact that he kissed me after he release his hold on me, his lips touching mine at that moment was like fire. I brush away the thought immediately and force my thought to focus.
I had stayed at the Dom mansion with the fragile hope that Varg would somehow save me from his brother’s control. But after what happened, that hope crumbled, leaving me drowning in helplessness.
I didn't know where to go after I ran and the idea of goin
