A warmth spread through my chest, and my eyes grew a bit misty. "I know."

Seeing me struggle to hold back tears despite my attempts at being strong, Lyon pitied me and pulled me into his arms.

"Have you had dinner?" he asked.

"I ate." No sooner had I said this than my stomach growled loudly, betraying me.

Lyon chuckled and said, "I'll make a sandwich for you."No sooner had I stood up than Lyon's hands gently came to rest on my shoulders.

"Don't move. Wait here," Lyon commanded.

Equalling his serious gaze, I bit my lip and nodded involuntarily.

Lyon smiled and patted my head. "Good girl."

I was...