Asher's point of view
After an eventful evening at Miles's bar, we were in the car waiting for Lyra, she had left for the restroom and was taking her sweet time. But I didn't mind. Any minute from now, Cirilla would be done with her shift and hopefully, I would get the chance to watch her leave. I was disconnected abruptly from my thoughts by the frenzied state of Lyra as she raced to us from a distance.
I jumped out of the driver's seat. 'Lyra what's wrong?' I asked her in a rush through the mind-link.
At a glance, she was before us, and Stefan was by her side calming down the wild pounding of her heart. Her worrisome chocolate eyes held horror and an oppressing rage. "Julia has totally gone nuts!" She yelled in a rant.
"What did she do now Ly----" Dorian's attempted words were silen
