CHAPTER 130: Of My Own Making

Lyra

The biting wind whipped at my face as Torin dragged me away from the Council Headquarters and their territory, away from what was meant to keep me safe. The trees loomed over us as we went further into the forest. I tried to stay strong, hoping that at one point, someone would come, someone would find me and save me from whatever was about to come.

But nothing.

And Torin's grip on my arm rema