47.

I sat down on the edge of Sage's bed, my heart pounding loudly in my chest as I heard the door creak open, signaling Sage's arrival.

Despite the turmoil of emotions inside me, I made a conscious effort to mask my face, trying to appear composed even though I was burning with discomfort.

I don’t know if he is aware of my return but then I am sure his Wolf may have sensed it.

I turned slightly away, my eyes fixed on a random spot on the floor, avoiding any direct eye contact with him as he entered the room.

The tension between us was palpable, and I struggled to find the right words to break the uneasy silence but then again, I was the one wronged, so making an effort first is his go and not mine.

“Lyra” he calls out his voice sounding foreign to my hearing, almost as though it was the first time he had ever called my name.

The tingling was still there.

“Thank you for coming back” he states urging me to stare right back at him and I hit him with a physically chang