Chapter 86
- The moment we stepped into Lyric’s room, Zane caught my arm, his grip warm and possessive enough to steal the air from my lungs.
- “You were supposed to stay with us,” he said, jaw tight. “Why were you wandering off?”
- “I wasn’t wandering.” I tugged my arm free, glaring at him. “I was talking to Lyric. I haven’t seen her in weeks.”