Chapter 89 Lingering In The Darkk

• Lyra’s POV
• The rest of the walk back to my quarters felt like a journey through a narrow pass. The torches burned dimmer, and the shadows grew thicker, as though the palace itself was aware of what had almost happened and was holding its breath with us.
• Freya walked faster than her usual pace, her shoulders squared and rigid. Every so often, she glanced behind us, confirming what I already knew with every sense in my body: Alpha Kieran was still there. Not walking with us—no, he stayed slightly behind, his footfalls soft but deliberate, guarding the rear like the Alpha he was.