Mira's pov

"What was Lyra doing here?" I thought, pacing back and forth in my bed chambers. I had left her with the Crimson Claws pack. I wondered what that man was up to.

Why did he send her after me? Or, was Lyra trying to protest me? Did she run from them?

Besides, she didn't resemble the Lyra I came with. Although her voice sounded familiar, her face looked different. That was why I didn't catch on until she mentioned her name.

Why?

"She's definitely Lyra." I muttered. This person was as ...