Soothing the Alpha's Agony

Lyra's POV

Tears spilled hot and fast down my dirty cheeks, mixing with the dust of the cold earth. I stayed crumpled on the ground, gasping greedily for air that burned my bruised windpipe. Every inhalation felt like swallowing broken glass. The phantom grip of Gael’s massive fingers still choked me. He had nearly killed me. My own mate had looked straight into my eyes, his gaze devoid of any wa