Rylan pov

I knew Kieran was right, I'd seen the look on Lyra’s face every single time, I'd seen her heart break and the papers she brought...

He was more than right but there was only too little I could do about it, at least Lyra was still holding on by a thread.

"Then what next?" He interrupted my thoughts.

"You'd probably take the little skimming shewolf for a honeymoon or what?" I could hear the frustration in his voice as he kissed his teeth, he was upset —disgusted too but I had ...