Lyra

Lyra

I can't help but smile as I hang up, he wasnt mad he just wanted me to be safe. I must have a stupid smile on my face, because when I look up Demitri has a questionable look on his face. “What?” I challenge him, he just lifts his right brow. I roll my eyes at him “I do not have time for games, Demi” I brush past him heading to my room to get changed.

I come out ten minutes later placing my guns in my holsters, Demitri is standing observing me. I slip my leather jacket on and just ignore him. I know he knows something is up but I’ll keep it to myself a little longer just to annoy him. The jet lands just outside the Russian border so my father didn't get word of our arrival.

Stepping out the jet into the crisp night air, I take big lung fills of air. I didn’t even realise I missed the cold until this very moment. The heat in America is nice but it's dry, the crisp air that comes with this season has always been one of my favourite things, filling my lungs with the cold air, then wa