Lyra's POV
"Absolutely," Ash agreed, his voice carrying that unwavering confidence I'd grown to depend on. "We're going to sort this mess out for you."
I managed a nod in their direction, though my teeth found my bottom lip and refused to let go. Deep down, I knew this wasn't something even Alaric could wave away with his influence and connections. I was caught in a trap with no viable escape route. The choice had been stripped down to its bare bones: reveal everything or become their permanent laboratory specimen until Vivienne arrived to expose the truth herself.
