LYRA
The silence in Zeviar's office felt heavier after Orion left. I sat slouched in the chair by the window, staring at nothing, my mind replaying everything that had just happened. Orion's explanation, the mating with Karleen that couldn't be easily dissolved, and the look on his face when I'd asked him to leave.
"Are you okay?" Sky asked quietly.
“No I'm not.”
"Me neither."
I felt Zeviar's presence before I heard him move. He walked over and knelt in front of my chair, his hands resting gently on the armrests, holding me in without touching me.
"Lyra," he said softly. "Look at me."
I finally met his eyes. Those intense gray eyes that had been so cold when I first arrived. But now... now they are filled with warmth and concern.
"I'm sorry," I whispered.
His brow furrowed. "For w
