Lyra

Lyra

‘Demitri, how are Kalsea and Dollar?’ I almost shout through the earpiece, desperate to know they are ok. I know I should be happy but something was off. This was far too easy, I know my father and I know he would never allow a raid to go as smoothly as that.

It takes what feels like forever for Demitri to answer and when he does my stomach drops. ‘We need a healer Lyra, they are in a bad way’ A healer. It has been almost ten years since I have used a healer, where will I find a healer?

I watch as Maddox pulls his phone out and awaits while the line connect’s. I am so lost in the depths of my own self hate that it’s not until his warm hand is on my arm that I snap out of it.

“My cousin will have his pack healer meet us at the airfield” Maddox says in a low voice, looking into his sapphire eyes that seem to hold a part of me I would never admit out loud. All I do is nod, If anything happens to Kalsea I won't forgive myself and I will bring death to all involved.

As we pull up to th