Chapter 30: The First Confession
Lyra's point of view
There was breathing that wasn't mine when I woke up.
Slow. Steady. Too close.
For half a heartbeat, panic clawed at my throat. Then I smelt it: pine, smoke, and something sharp under it. Alpha.
Raine.
I opened my eyes.
I was in the healer's den, where I was wrapped in clean blankets. The room turned pale gold as soft light came through the window. My ankle hurt a lot, and it was bandaged and raised on a pillow.
And Raine was sitting next to me.
Not standing up like an Alpha. Not moving around like a wolf that can't sit still.
Sitting.
He had his elbows on his knees and his hands clasped together, as if he were afraid to move. He had his head down, and his dark hair was in his eyes. His knuckles had dried blood on them. I hadn
