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CHAPTER 20:IS THIS FREEDOM?

Author: Mira Writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-04 14:37:41

Lyra's POV

I leaned my forehead against the cool metal of the burglary door, the rhythmic sound of my heart echoing in my ears. The weight of the revelation from earlier pressed down on me like a thousand-pound stone. My client—this terrifying, enigmatic figure who’d hired me to investigate his pack’s secrets—was my mate. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I didn’t even want to stop thinking about it. My heart raced as I considered what this meant for me. For us. I didn’t know if I was ready for what lay ahead. The pack, the responsibilities, the power, the dangers.

The harsh, cold air of the cell made my breath fog. I closed my eyes and leaned back, trying to silence the thoughts swarming in my head. Maybe if I closed my eyes long enough, I could escape them. I could escape him.

A sudden tap on my shoulder broke my reverie. I froze, eyes snapping open.

"Lyra?"

I turned sharply, expecting one of the pack guards. Instead, I found one of them—the youngest by the looks of it, a nervous t
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