Lyra’s POVSince arriving in the West, I hadn’t shed a single tear. I had pushed down my pain, forcing myself to move forward, to leave the past buried deep. But talking about Jack, recalling what he had done to me, pulled that pain back up to the surface, raw and unhealed.Memories flooded in, sharp and vivid—Jack dragging me from my room, barely clothed, shackled and humiliated. His betrayal burned as hot as ever, fueling an anger that rose up, hot and seething, pushing tears from my eyes as I relived the horror.“I don’t want to go back there, Keith,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “I just want to stay here with you.”He didn’t hesitate.He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into the strong, steady warmth of his chest.“I promise you,” he murmured, his voice low and fierce, “I will never let anyone hurt you here. If anyone dares, they’ll answer to me.”There was no doubt, no hesitation in his words. I knew he meant every single one. The way he held me, protective and sure, al
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