I don't want to leave him

Killian's hand rested gently on Lyra's shoulder, providing a steady anchor amidst the storm of her emotions. His presence offered solace, a reminder that she was not alone in her grief. Jada knelt beside her, her own tears staining her cheeks, silently offering her support.

Lyra looked up, her tear-streaked eyes meeting the compassionate gazes of her now best friend.

"I can't... I can't accept this," she choked out, her voice trembling with determination.

"I won't believe that Marcus is gone. There has to be something we can do."

Killian sighed, his voice filled with a mix of sadness and understanding.

"Lyra, we've searched for answers. We've done everything we can. Marcus's death... it was sudden, unexpected. There was no time for goodbyes or explanations."

"But you guys are wolves," Lyra insisted, her voice laced with desperation.

"He's strong, resilient. There has to be a way to bring him back, to undo this loss."

Jada reached out, cupping Lyra's face gently in her hands.

"Lyra