LYRA VALORIC

Flashback

“What choice do you pick, my dearest Lyra?” my father questioned, his eyes boring into mine with a sly smile. “The clock is ticking…”

Neither of his choices was an option.

Betraying Lucian might mean plotting my own death, but refusing to work for my father would be much worse. Something told me he wasn't joking when he said I would wish for death.

Wiping the sweat that gathered on my forehead, my lips quivered as I parted them. “Lucian doesn't trust ...