C45 Chapter 45

Lyra’s POV

To say that I'm not happy to see Kessler is an understatement. Sasha purrs in my head, wagging its tail in happiness when he pulls me into a hug.

I can see the conflict in his eyes. He's begging with his eyes, thinking I won't rush to him. I allow all the walls I've built around me regarding what I feel for him to crumble.

As I look into Kessler's eyes