289. WILL YOU BE THAT SELFISH?
NARRATOR
Not even when she was separated from her family and fell into a wild, hostile continent had Lyra felt so desperate.
Something in her chest was tearing slowly, the fear of losing her mate.
The moment she spotted the back of that strange man, she shouted at him, convinced he was the one to blame.
She watched him turn slowly, and her wolf writhed with discomfort, with a desperate urge to lower her head before him.
His eyes held a savagery she had never seen in anyone... of this world.
"So