Rylan

“Do you understand what she's asking of you? She wants to do something with you.” Lyra pressed, hope flashing in her eyes.

My head remained bowed. I couldn't see her eyes. I couldn't bear to see the pain in her expression. Because the next words I would say would shatter the little hope she'd tried to gather.

“I understand what Lila wants, Lyra. We were lovers once.” I tried to make my voice firm and cold.

“So, you will go to her tonight even though you know what she ...