Lyra’s POV

“You don't decide what punishment you deserve,” Rylan clapped back. “Unfortunately for you. Fortunately for the innocent people of the Crescent Moon.”

“Fine. I'm sorry.” Adrian heaved a deep breath, owning up. “I'm Isla's accomplice and her husband.”

“Husband?” I gasped, sitting at the edge of my seat.

“Are you friends with him?” Rylan asked, his gaze diverted to my face as I shook my head in disagreement. How could I be friends with such a liar? Why ...