Lyra had nearly forgotten that the Shedd family wasn't like her—alone and self-reliant.
They were a centuries-old, deeply rooted force within the Alliance, fiercely protective of their reputation.
That was, after all, why they'd imbedded a binding curse in her all those years ago, ensuring silence over any rumors that might stain their name.
But Ansel? He was likely panicking now that her name had resurfaced in the spotlight. He probably feared she would use this sudden attention to gain powerful allies, ones who could threaten his hold.
The thought brought a dark glint to Lyra's eyes.
Perhaps there WAS an opportunity here, after all.
She lightly tapped her fingers on the table, weighing her options.
Returning to the Shedd family was a risky move, but it wasn't the only path.
