Lyra
As they held me tight, every knot of tension inside me finally started to loosen. That deep, bone-deep feeling of safety wrapped around me like a blanket I never wanted to shrug off. I didn’t want to let go—I never wanted to step out of their warmth.
“I don’t want to let you go,” I whispered, so quiet it almost didn’t make it past my lips.
“You don’t have to,” Vaelin murmured back, his voice thick with feeling. “We’re not going anywhere. We’re right here—for you, always.”
Thorian and Soren gave quiet nods, their arms squeezing me even closer.
Standing there, tangled up together, a real sense of peace settled over me for the first time in forever. This was exactly where I was supposed to be—in the middle of my mates, surrounded by their love and protection.
Time just stopped whil
