Lyra had been ordered to stay in bed for the entire day by both her father and Donovan. She knew why. Her entire body ached from the disastrous shift yesterday, and Juno was too drained to even speak. There had been a moment, brief but terrifying, when Lyra thought she might not make it through the transition. She’d felt stuck, trapped between forms, and afraid of what might happen if she couldn’t finish it. It had taken the last bit of hers and Juno’s combined strength to force the shift through.
She remembered Jake carrying her back to the house, his arms strong and steady around her. Everything after that was a blur. Just bits and pieces. She’d woken up alone, her heart sinking when she realized he wasn’t there. Donovan had explained that Jake would’ve stayed if their father hadn’t hov
