Lyanna refused to talk to anyone after Azazel brought her back home, locking herself in her room as she allowed the silence to engulf her.
Her room was dimly lit by a single candle that swayed gently on the bedside table. Flashes of what had happened crossed her mind. For a second,she had thought that Kai wanted to shift. She couldn't tell if she was happy that he hadn't shifted or sad that he had almost killed her if her father hadn't appeared when he had. She sat on the edge of her chair, staring at her reflection in the mirror in front of her,her knees pulled tightly to her chest. She examined the scratches on her body slowly.
"What's wrong with you, Kai?" She muttered into the air.
Her shoulders shook.
