Lyra
By the time we got back from seeing Father, it was already dark. Lewis walked quietly by my side. He didn’t say anything until we reached the porch of the pack house.
“Lyra.” His dark eyes settled on me. “Your father will be escorted out of the villa tonight. My healers have already cleared him for travel. We’ll be departing for the island in three days.”
The announcement rattled me. It was unexpected. With the events of the last few days, I’d barely had enough time to process our leaving Grayfire.
Yes, I’d agreed to go to the island. Father needed treatment. Lewis had agreed to take up the investigation. I was going to start a new, much better life. It sounded like heaven.
Yet…
“Did you hear what I just said, Lyra?”
“I did. I…” I trailed off, lost for words.
There was a long
