Chapter 167

*Lyra*

“Mila?”

Her name tore from my throat, but she didn’t respond.

I scrambled forward, my hands shaking as I reached for her limp body. Her tiny frame felt weightless, and for one horrifying moment, it was as if she wasn’t there at all—just a shell of my little girl.

“No, no, no,” I whimpered, my fingers pressing against her neck, searching desperately for a pulse. “Mila!”

Her skin was cold. To