Lyla
I stumbled backwards, trying to process what I was seeing.
Cassidy closed the door behind him, a triumphant expression on her face. "I told you, Lyla, that you shouldn't mess with me, now you'll know what it feels like to take my things away."
Cassidy had a satisfied glint in her eyes as she came to stand beside Xander who had his usual quiet air about him. One would think he is harmless. Every nerve in my body was pounding with fear.
The pieces started falling into place – the mysterious attacks, the strange calm that had settled over the territory. It had all been leading to this moment. Plus, Xander's threat, the last time when I had gone into a coma.
This event was perfect.
