"Lyon, I'm sorry, but I don't have another choice," I apologized.

"What do you mean you have no choice? You didn't even ask or discuss it with me, you just decided on your own to leave. You didn't think about how I'd feel at all. How could you be so selfish?" Lyon demanded.

I stared at him, shocked, my eyes welling with tears. "Would it have mattered if I asked you? You can barely handle Drake, let alone fight against the Nixons!"

Lyon laughed bitterly, his hands dropping from my shoulders as he stepped backward. "So. it's my fault. If I weren't so useless, I'd be able to protect you...