** Lyra **
Mathew was flat on his back, his limbs sprawled and eyes rolled to the back of his head. Unconscious.
Chase was crouched beside him, giving me a sharp glare. “Seriously, Lyra? You couldn’t be a little more gentle?”
I shrugged, brushing my hair back. “I didn’t do anything… He just passed out. He’ll live.”
Chase stood up, shaking his head. “You scared him. What if he tells father?”
“Oh please. Who’s going to believe him? ‘Oh, Alpha Richard, I saw a shadow like monster, she looks just like your daughter Lyra and she tried to choke me to death in the forest.’ Yeah, really believable,” I said rolling my eyes.
He crossed his arms. “You owe me.”
I laughed. “I know, I know. Someday I’ll repay you for your kindness. But for now… I really need to get to Ethan’s place.”
“Fine,’ he
