Lyra POV

Lyra raises her eyebrows.

"Why didn't you tell us this a month ago when you got here, then?" She questions, and he nibbles his lip.

"I was holding onto the hope that she wouldn't find out," he murmurs.

"And she did?" Lyra guesses.

"She filed the papers for separation and asked to annul the mating," he grimaces, "so I have nothing to lose now."

"Okay, but these vampires started before Sam was born," Lyra points out, gritting her teeth.

She feels like he's playing her, and she doesn't like being played with - she isn't a toy.

"Well, Sam isn't the only one," he awkwardly says, playing with...