Chapter 87. Never Alone

Cassian POV

My lips enclose around Lyra’s, and the whole world feels right. I kick open several doors down the hall in Assanan’s massive suite, finally finding the bedroom.

She shakes her head before I have the chance to carry her inside. “Not there,” she says.

The tone in her voice tells me all I need to know. Goddess knows the atrocities Assanan committed on that mattress... possibly against her own mother.

“We’ll burn it tomorrow,” I promise her, continuing down the hall.

The last door I open leads to a modest room—a simple bed, a few landscape paintings, and pastel bedclothes.

“This must be for his personal staff,” she says. “This will do. We’ll fix it up for them later.”

She finds my lips again, and I carry her to t