Ryan.

Waiting for Wista to show up, I sat in my office, gaze fixed on the window, watching as the sun dipped below the horizon, leaving behind a sky painted with hues of purple and orange.

Had I made the right decision after all in not telling Lyra about the magic being used against her?

I had decided to keep it a secret because Lyra had enough on her plate with her school work and the Luna Trials. Besides, after her last attack at the trials, Wista had created an unseen ...