LYRA

"We have to stop this!"

"Don't shout," he replied through clenched teeth, his dark eyes scanning the surroundings cautiously.

"I don’t know who you are, but if you want to survive, follow the pack’s laws… or the next one on that pyre could be you."

His words were so cold they cut through me like ice, his gaze piercing, full of storms.

My chest tightened, I wanted to scream at him to stop being so indifferent, we were fated!

But he simply turned his back and walked away through the huts.

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