Lyra POV

"Wonderful, exactly what I needed today," she grumbles, rubbing her temple.

"Guard put him in the viewing room and make sure they're all spaced out. Bring in five more guards to the room, on my orders," she instructs, and the guard nods, taking Hayden's arm.

He rips his arm out of the man's grip and, in seconds, has him against the wall.

"Hayden," she barks, "release him."

Hayden does as she says, looking slightly angry.

"You can't attack my guards," she snaps, and he rolls his eyes.

"Tell them not to touch me, and we won't have any problems," he hisses, walking into the room.

So he doesn't...