Chapter 161: Grace: Lyre’s Lies

Caine’s presence in this camper is unmistakable, almost like he’s sucking all the air out of it. Is there such a thing as an air vampire? Because it’s kind of what he’s doing as he stands there, squared off against Lyre—again.

They haven’t even said a word yet and already clashing.

"Kids, go outside with Jack-Eye and the others," I murmur, ushering them off the couches. If these two start arguing, I don’t want the kids to hear it. It’s why I brought them in earlier, when Lyre and Caine started going at it outside.

Ron pulls Bun from Owen without another word, but Sara and Jer look upset as they stomp outside. They want some time with their father figure, and my heart hurts a little to see their grumpy body language.

"Owen, maybe you should—"

"Look, let’s not pretend to be friends here, okay?" Lyre says, breaking the stand-off. "You don’t like me. I don’t particularly like you or your kind. But we can both work together for Grace, right?"

I blink.

"Right," Caine agrees curtly.

It sounds like they’re agreeing to some sort of ceasefire, if you listen to their words. But by their voices, it sounds like they’re still ready to stab each other.

Part of me wants to step between them, but another part—the smarter part—knows that’s like stepping between two sharks. No, thank you.

"Listen, we need to talk about the kids," Owen says, breaking the stalemate. His calm, measured I’m-gonna-kill-you-sounding voice cuts through their tension, and I notice how he positions himself slightly closer to Lyre.

A united front.

"Actually, we need to talk about all of you," Lyre clarifies, her eyes narrowing. "It’s dangerous to stay here. People are hunting Grace and the children down."

"Who?" Caine demands. "Halloway?"

Owen shakes his head. "It’s more than just Halloway. These kids have been hunted since the moment their existence became known. With the Fiddleback pack decimated, others will come to claim this territory as their own. It’ll be a bloodbath before long. We need to get the kids out." He jerks his head toward me. "Grace, too."

Lyre elbows Owen aside. "Look, I think the best solution is for Grace to return to Blue Mountain—"

"No," Caine snaps.

"—because she might gain better control over her powers there."

take her back there? She was running

Wasn’t he here to bring me back in the first place? It sounds silly to argue against

"I agree with—"

he snaps again, not letting me

huff. "There’s a good chance going will help this

He grunts.

like they rehearsed this, "the energy feedback between you two might not

pitch together like a well-oiled machine. I’m not sure if I should be impressed or terrified at how seamlessly they’re manipulating

know Lyre said Caine can’t know about the

mine, suspicion written all over his

my lip. I’m about to lie to the Lycan King. My heart

"I think they’re right."

come

I need to go back. There’s something there for me, Caine. I can feel it." Mainly because I read it on my phone thanks

eyes rove

place," he says quietly. "You refused to

I correct him, glancing at

territory itself might hold keys to

of bullshit, but

works, and I can see the conflict in his eyes. He doesn’t trust Lyre, that much is obvious. And he’s right, because

for

lie to him. What kind of relationship is

not really sure

able to touch Caine without

our missions are complete, Lyre can come back and

kids?" he

you and Grace," Owen

like

me, accompanied with dread. I don’t want to return

My stomach twists.

since the massacre, and Caine claiming me as his in front of the pack. The two of them seem oblivious to the king’s opinion of me—then again, I was,

wolf packs, and I wanted to avoid them.

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