Dominic POV
Today, this lunch, is my chance to learn more about my mate. Lyra isn’t like any human that I’ve ever met. She doesn’t like to talk about herself and getting her to share anything can feel like pulling teeth most times.
The only piece of personal information I’ve gotten from Lyra was when she came into the office Wednesday morning, looking absolutely exhausted. Her hair was a mess piled on top of her head, there were heavy bags under her eyes, and she kept yawning every five minutes. I asked if she had a rough night, and my mate nodded her head sleepily. She said it’s exhausting always being on the lookout, and confided that bad dreams kept her tossing and turning all night.
It wasn’t much, but to me, it was everything. Of course, as soon as Lyra realized her slip up, she tu
