Lyra

Lyra

I can't take my eyes off the man lying in the bed, he seems smaller, more fragile than I remember. I reach out and take his hand, the warmth makes me smile. I want to tell him I'm sorry, that this is all my fault. I already had Luca transfer the money into Jareds bank, I know it won't change anything.

I can hear them talking, Kalsea and the other doctor but I can't drag my eyes away from the man in the bed. Most of his left side is bandaged up, his chest rises and falls, the tube down his throat keeping him alive. Guilt, it's another emotion that feels alien to me, I wish I could shut all these feelings off.

Maddox, that’s who started this shit, slowly cracking the walls I have kept in place for almost one hundred years. Now with all these strange emotions swirling around inside me, my want to protect the people close to me and now all these wolves I haven even met, his pack. I am drowning in all these thoughts.

“Boss, are you ok?” Carlos asks as he steps up beside me, keeping hi