LYSSARA
In the terrace with the cold morning air. His voice saying the exile was not random and the Alpha who brought the charges is someone you know and then stopping and giving her the space to arrive at it herself.
She had arrived.
She was standing inside it now and it was not the clean shattering of the rejection or the slow seeping contamination of Vaelira's letter. It was something that connected things she had been holding as separate and in connecting them changed the shape of everything she thought she understood about the past eight weeks and what they had been built on.
I did not speak immediately and Thalric did not fill the silence and this was the right call and I registered it even while not being able to respond to anything.
When I finally spoke, I did not say the name
