Chapter 329: Asking for help
Lyra felt like she was in a loop, "I’m fine, sweethearts." She kept on repeating those words again and again, trying to soothe her mates’ worry, but to no avail. They kept on fussing about her earlier breakdown and were convinced that she was hurt somewhere.
"It doesn’t hurt anymore," She said as Blake looked at her with skepticism. Victor, too, agreed with Blake’s doubts. Just a moment ago she had been crying her eyes out like the world ended. And it was clear that she was hurting but now she was suddenly fine? As though mocking his assessment, Killian looked completely recovered as he sat by their mate’s side.
If he looked fine then that meant that their mate was also fine. But his heart refused to let the matter be, not when he saw how much she suffered before.
Kyrell stood by the door as he observed all this going on without having the courage to intervene. He was not sure how Lyra would react to him after everything that happened. It was so hard not being near her and asking about what had hurt her. He thought it was best to stay out of her sight until she was ready to see him. He didn’t want to accidentally hurt her further. His musing came to a stop as it did to everyone when Demir returned with Darcio.
"Your Majesty." The older beastman bowed toward Lyra, and the latter showed her respect before looking at Demir.
’I’m fine,’ She mouthed, wanting to put his worry at rest. He seemed on the edge and Lyra couldn’t help but smile at him. It was understandable, he only saw her in pain before he left. He had not seen her recovered and well. She decided to talk to him separately later but before that, she had another important thing she needed to do.
"I would like to get checked in private" Lyra announced as she looked at her mates before turning to the older beastman, "Will that be alright?"
Darcio was initially taken aback by her sudden proposition but soon regained his composure when he saw Lyra’s stern gaze. She looked every bit like a queen. Regal and authoritative. Usually, the tribe’s healer came under the Queen’s command so it was not weird for him to obey her orders above his master’s.
"Of course, Your Majesty," He replied, making Lyra’s mates worry. Victor especially looked alarmed as he uttered, "I knew it. Tell me, sweet girl. Are you still hurting?" He thought she was hiding some kind of ailment to not worry them.