Lyra

Dylan's eyes twitched. As much as he wanted to hide his expression, his eyes betrayed him, and I saw right through him that he didn't like the sound of that.

Isla held a hand over her lips, feigning surprise. “So the perfect Luna isn't so perfect after all?” She raised her index and middle fingers to make air quotes. “Discussing intimate stuff with the Beta. What a role model.”

Bile rose in my throat as she spoke, and I had to suppress the urge to silence her for the umpteenth ...