Chapter 18

My body feels as if it is floating, rolling over as a hand brushing my cheek, a deep voice saying my name as I know who it is. His words are muffled, my name the only thing I can make out as Leo holds me in his lap, waiting for me to regain my consciousness. I know we had our happy moments years ago, but it seems like there were more tears than laughter, more screams than smiles. "Lyra, I've got you, you're safe," he whispers, lips pressed against my forehead as I try and calm myself down as my vision slowly comes back to me. "Steven," I mumble, my eyes able to make out what is happening around me, that Leo has me in his arms as he carries me back to the house. "You killed Steven." Leo has a scowl upon his face, telling me all that I need to know as I know that Leo and I are not true mates, that Leo lost his mate long before he met me. "You killed my mate." "Mates are not your perfect match, Lyra, for our mates were our worst nightmares."