Lyra’s POV
We remained silent until a creaking sound came from the carriage. Soon, I saw a dark masculine silhouette approaching us, and I continued pushing Celia backward.
We were alert to run away if the situation called for it, not minding our tiredness.
“Hey beauty, looks like you're stranded.” The stranger made a comeback, sounding calm.
Giving him a second look, he looked harmless.
“Do you need my help?” He asked, raising an anxious brow.
“I… I think so…” I said nervously, trying to stay calm.
“I'm attending a festival nearby, maybe I could drop you at your location before I attend mine.” As he spoke, he tucked his hand into his trouser pocket.
“Poor manners, I'm Nortman, Alpha of Breeze Blue Pack.” He said almost immediately and I exhaled heavily.
“Such a coincidence that w
