[ZPHREYA]

“Has there been any word from her yet?”

The silence on the other end of the line was the only answer I needed. Disappointment tasted like ash. I downed a shot of whiskey, the burn in my throat a welcome distraction from the pit in my stomach.

“I am sorry to have caused all of this,” I muttered.

The Alpha and his Luna launched into their hundredth attempt to reassure me. They claimed this had been a long time coming for Lyra, that it wasn't my fault. And that even if she were ...