I have to hand it to him, Lyon knows how to get things done. Silla accepted my made-up excuse about Emma being called away without question, and by the time we made it back to the house, it was as if nothing had happened.

I was barely hanging onto my sanity by a thread because although she was safe and unharmed, my mind couldn’t help playing out every wretched scenario that could’ve been had he not shown up there tonight.

I’m not one for coincidences, but ...