Varg's Pov

I pushed open the door and walked out of Lucian's study, my hands balling into fists. It felt like every ounce of strength was draining from me, leaving behind a hollow shell. I trudged down the dimly lit hallway toward my room, each step heavier than the last. Once inside, I headed straight for the shower, desperate to wash away the anger boiling inside me.

The water cascaded over me, soaking my hair and clinging to my skin as I closed my eyes, trying to calm my racing nerves. Months had passed since Lyra left, and I still had no clue where she was. Every lead I followed...