I am Grak, not Hrok.

“Lyris?” Aaron grasped her thigh as she shuddered. Blood drained from her face. Her heart was beating so fast that he became restless.

Hayes turned back sharply in the direction of her gaze, his lips peeling back in a silent snarl, his eyes scanning the whole crowd in the restaurant.

“Lyris?” Aaron shook her leg slightly. “What did you see?”

Her breath became ragged as past memories flooded her. T