#Chapter 240: Taste of Blood

Lyra POV

“Do you think this changes anything?” Drusilla asked as she moved towards me, forcing me to back towards Kaelen.

My fists were clenched so tightly that my nails cut into my palms. The heat of anger coursed through me as my wolf began to surface, barely restrained.

"You're so weak, Lyra," Drusilla sneered, her voice dripping with hate as she circled me. "You act like you understand anythin