Ryan

I stormed out of Lyra's dorm, barely able to resist the pull of her. A tremor started in my hands and sweat ran down my back. Thank the Goddess the hallway was empty so no one had to witness me breathing like I was starved of oxygen.

Rage pumped in my bloodstream – at Lyra for tempting me, but mostly at myself for being so damn weak. How could I have let it get that far? Let her get under my skin like that?

My boots slammed against the forest path, each thud an ...