Varg's POV

“What the fuck are you suggesting?” I snapped, my voice sharper than I intended. “You want us to leave Norway because of Thanos?”

Lucian sighed, raking his fingers through his hair in frustration. “It’s the only way I can make sure you, Lyra, and your kids stay safe.”

“I’m not doing that,” I spat back, fists clenched so tight I could feel my nails biting into my palms. “If Thanos wants war, then war is what he’ll get.”

Lucian’s eyes were wide, fear swimming in them, but I wasn’t about to back down. I wasn’t like him, always trying to avoid a fight before it even started. If...