Chapter 576: The Scent Beneath the Blood
Orion looked at the man and flipped him the bird without a word
The man laughed.
It was a warm sound, genuine, unbothered by the greeting entirely.
Ronan turned. "Lysander." He frowned slightly. "What are you doing here?"
Lysander exhaled and ran a hand down his face.
He looked exhausted.
There were faint shadows beneath his eyes, his usually composed appearance slightly undone, like he had either not slept or had been working without rest for far too long.
"I came to see Madam Tyler," he said. "Regarding what Sophia asked me to look into."
Sophia straightened.
Lysander turned to her. "I was going to come find you later," he said. "But since you're here."
He moved closer to the table and set his hands loosely against the edge of it, gathering his thoughts for a moment.
