Darren

The moment the griffin touched down, I was off, the corridor blurring around me as I tore through it. Dayanara's voice followed, muttering something about not getting herself lost and about being ready to zap any lycan fool enough to mess with her. I barely heard her. I didn't care about anything but getting to Lyle and getting answers. I reached back for Dayanara's hand without stopping, dragging her through the endless twists of the halls. My father waited outside Lyle's room, pale ...