After hearing the Delta's revelation, I tensed in my seat and glanced at Lyra.
A thought came to my head just then.
"Is this what you wanted to talk about, Lyra?" I queried, my eyes dimmed expectantly.
She nodded but was quick to add. "I had no idea that the poor girl killed herself. Although, I did see the video on social media being discussed in werewolf spaces."
My brows furrowed at a word she used. "The poor girl? Why are you making it sound like she's innocent?"
Lyra stiffened as she scratched her head nervously. "I– I didn't mean to make it sound like that, sir. I was trying to point out how complicated the situation is and–"
I got bored of her explanation and honestly didn't find it necessary.
I raised my hand, interrupting her before turning my gaze back to Delta Asher. "Hold up, I have to see this for myself."
