ECLIPSED
~TATE’S POV~
The Packhouse swallowed us whole the moment we stepped inside. Warm air, spice, cedar...all the things that usually made this place feel like home….pressed close and felt different tonight.
Serious, like a lid being set on a pot.
Lyra met us at the top of the stairs, a smile painted on but her eyes were sharp. “Did you have a good time?” she asked, that practised voice that never let you forget she was in charge.
Mathias kissed her cheek gently like he always did, but I could sense something was off. His jaw was tense.
“Eventful,” he said.
Lyra looked at me quickly, and her eyes said a lot. “The delivery came by and dropped off your bed and furniture. I put it in the family room so you can choose where to put it.”
The offer was meant to be nice, but it felt p
