Chapter 83: A Crooked, Misshapen Weed

Lyra's POV

They say that when you die, your life flashes before your eyes.

I always thought that was just a human myth, something they tell themselves to make death seem less terrifying.

But as I felt the wolf poison spreading through my body, burning my veins and squeezing my heart, memories washed over me like ocean waves—Vander's ocean, the scent I'd first fallen in love with when I was just