8

LYRA'S P.O.V.

I cling on to the soft blanket as I felt the cold wind against my body. I didn't know if it was the pregnancy, but my wolf's heat was not enough to keep me warm.

Ragnar had taken me out of the dungeon and even if it's been three days I spent in the dungeon it was horrible and the smell has still not left my body which made me want to punk as every given moment

A bang on my door brought me back to reality and I looked at the door before another bang made me stand up and opened the door only to see...