“I hate you, Lyra. I’ve always hated your guts. You’ve had everything handed over to you for as long as I can remember. Everyone always had something good to say about you, how nice you were, how kind, it was nauseating. Even Kade, my mate, wanted to break off our mate bond just to be with you. How could I let you have him? You didn’t deserve to have him, too, and because of you, he is dead.” She shouted.

“Kade is dead, Lyra, and you killed him.” Her eyes were brimming with ...