#Chapter 76: She’s Beneath Us

That night, I’m heading to the kitchen to prepare Lyra’s late night meal. She hasn’t woken up yet, I’m holding her baby monitor. But I expect her fussing at any moment. This, at least, is generally predictable and something Nyktos and I added to our schedule.

Which is part of the reason I’m surprised to hear voices from the kitchen.

“You will talk to me,” Nyktos says, voice more tired than angry.