Chapter 57 Rare Conversation

• Lyla’s pov
• The shock of the day continued to run through me. Nothing had made sense since I returned from the pack. Lorenzo's strange absence, his cryptic encounter with Elena, and this surprise trip to a safe place all felt like puzzle pieces I couldn't quite put together.
• His eyes traveled over me, taking in the various layers of my meticulously prepared disguise. I no doubt looked like a terrorist, with my black coat, securely wrapped scarf, cap, and spectacles.