Ronan POV
I gazed at my tama with fear and desperation. What would he have done if he was in my shoes? He met my gaze head-on. “If you can’t live without her, go get her.”
I tried to speak, but the pain in my head doubled. I couldn’t throw anything else up, but I weakly rolled over and dry-heaved over the rough floor.
“Lyra . . .” I moaned.
Xavier sighed. “I know, man,” he said, his eyes haunted. “I know.”
His hands disappeared, and I drifted away. I wasn’t sure how long I laid there like that, but eventually I felt hands along the side of my face.
“Lyra . . .” I murmured, turning my face toward her. Hazel eyes met my own, and I decided I didn’t care if it was another hallucination. I could see her and feel her.
“Shh.” One slender finger rested on my lip, silencing me. I weakly put
