The school cafeteria buzzed with the usual chatter—trays clinking, chairs scraping, and the rich aroma of food drifting in the air. Even for wolf shifters, cooked meals were necessary to feed their human side.
Lyra’s POV…
I sat with Chase and Ember at our usual corner by the windows, where the sunlight filtered in just enough to feel warmth.
Chase was trying hard to crack a joke—one of those really bad ones—but Ember still giggled into her drink.
Then the atmosphere shifted.
Gasps echoed across the cafeteria. Conversations died immediately. A heavy silence swept through the crowd like a hush before a storm.
I looked up just in time to see Lucas’ tall frame, walking with that usual air of charming confidence, heading straight towards our table.
And then… he did the unthinkable.
He d
