LYRA’S POV

Holy crap!

I was just talking to the bartender, laughing at his jokes, and maybe his little attempt at flirting with me. He was cute, but nothing like my type.

No one is ever your type if they don’t measure up to Ryker. Honestly, no one beats our mate. Liora huffed proudly in my head. I was momentarily stunned. She had been sulking with me for a few days since I started the cold war with Ryker, but soon enough, she was missing Rider. When she realized I was taking my war ...