18.

LYRA

"What is it with you, Mickleson? I just don't get it with you," I growled out as we stepped out of the building.

Clause didn't seem to be pleased. He ignores me, drawing me into the car with him. I try to fight back. Who was I kidding?

Our drive was quick and fast before we ended up with a broken-down car.

"It was my first job, something I worked for, but you just had to ruin it."

Clause hissed, "Don't you see that he's the enemy? Huh?" He rat.

"How? Just because you don't settle well with him doesn't make him my enemy. I am allowed to get involved with"

He cut me off. "You are most certainly not."

"What is your problem? I thought you were different from the others. I am well aware that your siblings aren't really welcoming of the idea of me and Sage, but for God's sake, won't you at least let me be?" I breathed out in frustration.

"Lyra You don't get it, do you? You're Sage's Luna now. Being a Mickleson means any enemy of ours remains your enemy."

I hissed, "It most definitely