Lycia
Tondae turned and squeezed my hands tightly, her eyes filled with concern. “Stay here, Lycia. I’ll send word as soon as I can.” Then she swept out the door and was gone.
I remained frozen, almost afraid to move lest this fragile hope shatter. Logan was alive. He had made it through the battle against the Shadowcrest Warriors Pack… my old Pack. But at what cost? Was Marshall going to live? Logan would never forgive himself if anything happened to his brother under his watch.
And I couldn’t help but think that it was all because of me and Seven. If Shane hadn’t bullied my father all these years… but then I stopped, not wanting to borrow trouble. If anyone was to blame, it was Shane. If he had just let my father have the restaurant….
Unable to bear the silence or stillness any longer, I stepped out into the hallway. The guards posted there immediately stepped in front of me, blocking my path.