Chapter 45

CHAPTER 45

HELENA'S POV 

The night had given way to the soft hues of dawn, painting the room with a gentle glow. Lyra, now resting in the safety of the repaired cabin, stirred slightly. The events of the previous night lingered in the air, but a sense of quiet enveloped the room as I sat by her side.

Alpha Gray's departure was shrouded in secrecy, leaving me to contemplate the complexities of his motives. He had asked me to keep his presence confidential, a request that hinted at a deeper involvement in Lyra's safety. The delicate dance of power within the palace demanded discretion, and Alpha Gray, it seemed, seemed to investigate by himself in the shadows without revealing the extent of his connection with Lyra, that for me was a good enough reason. 

The next morning arrived, and Lyra, still recovering from the physical and emotional toll of the attack, slowly