Lyra
“Take that back, Lyra.” His voice was cold—low and dangerous—right before he slammed the car to a stop against the parking block ahead, making me jolt in my seat.
I looked at him in horror. “Are you f*****g gonna kill me?! If you want to die, go die alone and don’t drag me to hell with you! Even in hell, I don’t want to accompany you!”
His eyes darkened even more as he looked at me. “I said. Take. It. Back.”
I let out a mocking laugh. “Take back what? I said what I already said, Kyle. Why are you angry? You should be celebrating instead! Didn’t you wish for this to happen? Now f*****g sign that bond severance that the Pack Council Hall had sent to you to end all of this!”
“So that you can be with Kieran, huh, Lyra?” His teeth were gnashing and his knuckles were tightl
