LYRA

For a second, I thought it was that annoying Verak chasing me again, but I couldn’t even react when strong arms wrapped around me.

"Lyra!" Drakkar’s anxious voice echoed above my head, his heart beating hard against my ear.

"Drakkar…"

"Why the hell did you leave the pack and come this far alone?! It’s dangerous!" He pulled away, grabbing my shoulders, eyes full of worry.

"I… I just came to bathe…"

"You should’ve waited for me. I thought… I thought…" His pupils twitched, the shadow of runes began crawling over his skin as he struggled for control.

"The wolfie thought we’d leave without him." Aztoria understood Drakkar’s feelings too. "My gorgeous man, I’m not going anywhere without you, babe."

"Drakkar, I wasn’t going to run away, you told me you were going hunting…"

He hugged me again, burying me in his chest, hands wrapping around my head and back so tightly it almost hurt, but my soul felt sweet.

"I’m sorry, Lyra. I’m not pushing you away because I hate you, I just… I don’t wan