Lyra
I couldn’t believe my ears.
“W-what did you just ask father?”
“I asked where your mother was buried?” He repeated.
I blinked rapidly, trying to compose myself. How did he know? There was a reason I’d barely said anything about Elizabeth since he woke up. It was for health reasons. He had loved her. Very much. If I told him she was dead, it would break him. Affect him in ways I didn’t want. And yet…he already knew.
“H-how did you know about that?”
“You think you could hide it from me?” he tutted, his voice carrying that familiar Alpha authority even though weak. “Come on, daughter, I might have been in a coma, half-dead, but I’m still an Alpha. I felt it.”
My throat constricted.
“I didn’t want to tell you. You are still recovering. I thought if I kept it from you, your heart
