Lyra
“Please… please, you have to use her bone to save my wife, Elizabeth. You have to try your best.”
That desperate voice dragged me out of the darkness. My lashes fluttered, head pounding so viciously it felt like it might split in two.
Elizabeth.
The name was enough to cut through the fog and help me remember what had happened.
The helicopter. James stepping down with that smug smile. The chaos...wolves clashing with men. The guard’s hand crushing my arm. My screams. Then the brutal blow to my head.
Anger ripped through my chest like fire.
My eyes fully cracked open, blinking against blinding white light. I could hear machines beeping softly around me, and as I turned to the side, silver trays with drugs and syringes sat on the table next to me.
I wasn’t in Blue Ridge. I wasn
