Chapter 45: Lyros.

"You brought me here to help you steal something."

I turn back and she's standing there. Fake Bravery on her face and her stance set to flee at the slightest sign of danger.

I move back to what I was doing earlier and ignore her.

"I can help you steal it Lyros."

My name on her tongue sets a reaction off in me and in a split second, she has her back on the wall, her eyes wide open and her hands clawing at her throat as she struggles and gasps for breath. I retract my hands and she crumples to the floor, gasping for breath, and the gown she's wearing pooling around her like purple clouds.

She's wheezing when she looks up at me and I meet her hard glare. Something inside me tells me this is wrong, that I'm not meant to treat her like this, but it's been a rough day for me too and I am not in the mood to be disturbed.

"Get out."

"No."

My eyes widen just the tiniest fraction and she stands up under my stare. There are imprints around her neck and I know her skin must prick her but she sti