Chapter 9: Blake
Lyra slowly opened her eyes into the darkness. she took several seconds to get adjusted to the dark and started moving but was devoid of any strength.
After trying for some more time, she got up and looked around her surrounding. As she tried to stand up, someone held her waist and pulled her down.
Lyra could feel a hard chest that was cold against her skin. she shivered and turned her face to look at who it was.
She was unable to see clearly but was able to make out that the silhouette belonged to a man and her eyes went wide. She pushed him away with all her might but was not even able to move him even an inch from her.
"Don't be scared, I'm not going to harm you" Lyra shuddered after hearing the man's low voice.
That voice was anything but gentle, it sounded very dangerous and it was more of a command than a request.
Lyra was not able to stop herself from getting sacred because the stranger's voice sounded like a devil's whispering.
After a few moments, she finally mustered up her courage and questioned, "Who are you? Where am I?"
The figure slowly moved away from her and the next minute, a fire lighted that brought some warmth to Lyra. She slowly started looking around her and realized that she was currently inside a cave with many rocky edges.