Nyssa couldn’t think straight or find peace of mind after Muriel’s death, as fear kept her awake.
She knew she had to get rid of Celeste before the drugs in Celeste fully cleared off and she was fully conscious.
She only had a few hours left when the secret stranger she had been waiting for arrived. And the plan was set.
During the trial, that was when she would strike; she played the innocent mistress well, and as the king’s spymistress.
she knew the inner and outer workings of the estate more than anyone else.
Vada still hadn’t left her room while the betas mourned her; Syzar had been a shell of himself since he walked softly past Celeste,
and the clearly dark bags under his eyes proved his internal fight with his wolf.
It didn’t take long for the elders to arrive; the Spring Esta
