Cassian POV
I bury Lyra’s alpha in the woods a few yards away from the place where we fought. I don’t want to make her do it. He might have wanted to kill her, but he’s still someone she was close to.
When I get back, she and Milo are studying the crack in the ground on hands and knees. I watch as Em picks up a rock and drops it down.
“What’s going on?” I ask.
“Quiet,” Lyra says. “I can’t hear with you talking.”
“What are you trying to hear?”
“Just be quiet,” she says. She picks up another rock and drops it. I’m quiet this time.
Several long seconds later, I hear a clatter. It sounds like it’s coming from a long way away.
“They’re definitely dead,” Milo says. “No one could have survived a fall like that.”
“You’re sure?” Lyra asks.
“Yeah,” he says.
“I don’t get it,” I admit. “Yo
