Kurtis’s POV
“Baby girl, wake up.” My voice was soft, but there was an urgency in my tone. Lyra stirred in the sheets, her hair a beautiful mess. She blinked up at me, her sleepy eyes meeting mine.
“What time is it?” she asked, her voice still groggy.
“Time to make some noise,” I said, sitting on the edge of the bed. “I’ve got a plan, and I need you to trust me.”
Her brows furrowed as she pushed herself upright. “What’s going on?”
I brushed a strand of hair from her face. “We’re taking Alice down, once and for all. But I need you to be ready for the fallout. This isn’t going to be clean.”
Lyra’s lips pressed into a thin line. “Kurtis, I don’t want you risking everything for me.”
I leaned in, my forehead resting against hers. “It’s not just for you. It’s for us. For Angela. For the l
