Lyra
Everything happened so fast.
One second, I saw Liam, and the next, he was transforming into his wolf form, leaping from the chopper and straight to us.
He landed on the deck, and the ship shook heavily. Before I could blink, he was a man again, moving faster than I thought possible and grabbing me from Lewis.
His arms wrapped around me, and he draped a coat that smelled like him over my shoulders. I felt it at once. All of him. His heat, the beat of his heart in his chest, the roughness of his hands as they held me tightly.
He didn’t say anything, only holding me really close. Then his voice came, low, broken, trembling.
“You were dead,” he said, “I thought you were dead.”
His hands around me began to shake. “And I refused to believe it. When you fell into the sea that day
