Liam
I stood alone in the dark. My hands, the ones that had just been holding Lyra's, felt cold. It felt empty. I watched the red taillights of Randall's car disappear into the night, taking my mate and my hope with them.
"Liam?"
I didn't turn around to know who was calling me. I knew that it was Jonathan. I heard his boots on the gravel as he walked towards me. He stopped beside me, looking at the empty road and then at my face.
"You okay?” He asked softly. "Did you talk to her? Did you tell her about Xavier?"
I gave a slow nod. My throat was so dry, it felt like it was full of sand. "I told her."
"And? What did she say? Does she believe you?"
"She believes me," I whispered. I looked down at my shoes, feeling like a small, lost boy instead of an Alpha. "But it didn't matter, Jonath
