~Lyra~
Surprise. Surprise. Surprise. The word was bouncing around in my skull like it was a drumbeat, like someone had taken a hammer and nailed it to the inside of my head. Surprise? No. No, this wasn’t a surprise.
A surprise is someone bringing you cake on your birthday. A surprise is a f*****g gift bag. This was a nightmare wearing a party hat, and I was the guest of honor chained to the chair while everyone laughed at me.
I kept replaying her words over and over.
My wolf was screaming now. Kill her. Tear her throat. Kill her. And I wanted to. Goddess, I wanted to. But my body wouldn’t listen.
My heart was hammering so loud it drowned out everything else, and my stomach was rolling like I was about to vomit my entire soul onto the floor.
And then there was Darren. His smirk. Hi
