Lyra - POV
The pressure in my chest kept building as my father spoke.
Kyle stood beside me under the pretense of being my beta, one of the reasons I needed to keep my reaction buried. He was too sharp. If he sensed I knew something, I wasn't giving him that satisfaction. I kept my face still and let him study me.
But my body wasn't cooperating.
The heat came without warning. Slow at first, then insistent, spreading under my skin the way it had in the forest. Not fever. Something else. Something that felt disturbingly familiar every time I was near Dante, Caden, or Landon.
Could they actually be my mates?
I scanned the room without making it obvious. Caden's face was composed, too composed, but I caught the small twitch near his eye when his gaze landed on me. My own eyes dropped with
