Chapter 60

Lyra

It feels odd to be here, but not be here at the same time. I'm mean to be down stairs, in the kitchen, somewhere in that part of the pack house, not in this room, not in this part of the house. For the first time, I feel like I have some sort of privilege, even if it's not really one. It's not by my own doing. It's not something that I'm achieving by my will. It's his.

But still