- Lyra
I stood in front of Vaelor with a serious expression, trying to hide the nervousness I felt inside. I looked up from the papers on his desk, meeting his eyes as he studied my determined face.
"So, Lyra, what brings you to my office?" he asked, his voice firm but carrying a hint of curiosity. "I assume it's not about rejoining the pack?"
My gaze stayed locked on his without wavering. "No, it's not about rejoining the pack," I said, keeping my voice steady. "I want to know what you know about my biological parents."
Vaelor's expression shifted slightly. A flash of surprise crossed his face before he quickly composed himself. "Ah, yes. Your parents," he said carefully. "I knew this day would come eventually."
He leaned back in his chair, pressing his fingers together as he watched
