Chapter 32. Rescue

Cassian POV

There she is.

I see her from across the ship, coming up from below deck near the stern. We lock eyes, even at this distance, and I can instantly feel her joy and elation, though it’s troubled with sorrowful grief.

I need to know why. I take the asshole I’m grappling with and throw him one-handed toward one of Kabir’s men and bolt toward her, pushing everyone else out of my way.

There’s another woman with her, no doubt also a prisoner on this ship for some reason, and Lyra is holding her hand. The woman looks beyond distraught.

But as I get closer, a man comes up behind Lyra and scoops her in his arms, holding a knife to her throat.

She gasps.

My wolf howls in terror and anger, and I want to jump on him not an