Lyra
My heart nearly stopped when I read the message on my phone. The words from the Obsidian Alpha settled into my chest like something cold.
“Lyra, you have 48 hours to return to the Obsidian Pack. If you don’t, we’ll come for you and make you wish you had never left. You owe us for your betrayal.”
Fear moved through me in a wave, but I pushed back against it. Going back to the Obsidian Pack meant walking straight back into everything I had fought so hard to get away from — the cruelty, the abuse, all of it. I had gotten out once. I wasn’t going back. Not willingly. Not ever.
I thought about showing the message to Thorian, but something stopped me. He was already carrying enough. I didn’t want to add to it. Instead, I pulled up the Alpha’s message and typed back, my fingers steady de
