CHAPTER 161: The Man I Left in Chains

LYRA

My hands are shaking as I reach for the lock. It's old, rusted, but it's still strong enough that it won't budge. I fish the thin metal pick from my coat pocket and start working at it.

Torin watches in silence, his gaze heavy on me. I can feel him watching my movements as I try to unlock the cell that keeps him in. The metal pin slips from my fingers, and I curse under my breath.

His scent w