Lyra’s POV

I stared from Kaia’s frightnend face to the door and back to the blood already pooling on the ground.

If we didn’t respond in time, it would only make thins worse.

“Compose yourself,” I forced despite the pain clawing aat me.

I should have known that something was wrong the moment I felt cramps while in the dungeon.

“What should I say?” she asked.

“Anything!” I barked. “Don’t say something stupid.”

I could barely move and I hoped my pup was okay. Kaia opened the door and a frowning enforcer towered over her.

“Anything wrong with the Luna?” he asked.

“No,” I heard her say. “She dropped a...