LYRA
One week.
It's been a week since Lucius showed up with his weird warnings. A whole week since that council meeting turned everything upside down, and a week since Willow was taken. Seven days of trying to get used to this new reality I'm still figuring out.
I'm sitting here at breakfast, sandwiched between Zeviar and Orion, and honestly, I'm just trying to tune out all the stares from the pack. They're not even trying to be sneaky about it. The whispers follow us everywhere – ‘The girl with two mates’ ‘The human who somehow bonded with twin Alphas.’ ‘The one who broke all the rules just by existing.’ It's a lot.
"Can you please pass the coffee?" Orion asked.
Zeviar's hand shot out, grabbing the pot before I could reach it. "I've got it," he said, pouring into Orion's cup with jus
