Chapter 51
Third Person's POV
Ulva's gaze rested on Trista's face for a moment. "You're right. We'll just... take things one step at a time."
Trista walked over and wrapped her arms around her mother from behind, resting her chin lightly on her shoulder. "Trust me, Mom. I will redeem that staff. It shouldn't leave Silverlight anyway."
Her nose felt congested. Her breathing became uneven. Her voice started to tighten. "I loved Cassian for so many years and was his mate for three. For his sake, I gave up the career I loved, and I gave up chances to develop outside the pack. I devoted all my energy to him, learning to be the Luna of Ironthorn, learning to stand by him at every public event. And this is where it led."
Her voice started to break. The words felt scraped from her chest inch
