Maris did not believe it at all.
But she also knew that with Prince Kaelen protecting Lane, there was nothing she could do to her for now.
She turned back, glaring resentfully at the commander's tent.
"Look at that. Being born lucky really is everything.
"As the daughter of General Conlay, the last 'pearl' of Silvermoon Pack, everyone shields her, everyone protects her.
"That noble blood she was born with is like an invisible halo, letting her effortlessly obtain things unlike people like me who has to fight to the death just to have them if we're lucky.
"And what about me?
"Because I was born in a remote fishing village, with no background and no noble blood, I had no choice but to carve my way up with my own claws!"
"Maris..."
Ethan tried to comfort her, but Maris was no longer
