Chapter 38 — Ripping The Bandage Off
- ~ LYRA ~
- I’m squirming in my seat, stuck between my stepfather and my mate. The rocking motions of the truck are messing with my head, but I ignore it and pick at my nails.
- My stepfather had insisted we drive, and Ronan had agreed, playing the part of the good host. He got dressed as I requested and even accepted the gauntlet I had tossed his way.