Lyra
The sound of screeching tires shattered the peace of the Varynthorn estate. I was in the living room with Randall and Caine when the front doors swung open with a forceful slam.
The room became harder to breathe in, the air thickening, coiling tight around my lungs like a vice. My body recognized it before my mind caught up. That crushing, invisible pressure could only be stirred up by one person—an Alpha.
Liam.
The guards outside had tried to stop him. Before the doors opened, I’d heard shouting, then the sound of bodies hitting the floor. They were no match for him. Even without his official title, Liam was still a true-born Alpha. His power was a physical weight that forced people to their knees.
And now he was here.
He stood at the entrance, chest heaving, eyes glowing a
