Lyra's POV

The creaking sound of the door stirred me from my restless state, not that I had been sleeping. After what Varg had told me, sleep was impossible. Every time I closed my eyes, I tried to think of ways to keep my family safe, but my thoughts always led me back to fear. The mere image of Thanos sent a chill down my spine.

I sat up in bed just as Bethany walked in, a basket of neatly folded clothes in her arms. She made her way to the closet, her voice calm but carrying an air of curiosity.

“I heard the Moon Pack is in a tense...