Holding The Bond

Lyra

Before me is a wild-eyed Maeve looking at me like I am the most disgusting piece of crap on the bottom of her shoe. "What the hell are you doing in Declan's room? Where is he? He asked me to see him in private and that certainly doesn't include you."

I can feel my hair on my arms starting to bristle. A deep crawling runs under my skin. I want to cower, be afraid, panic and bolt because that i