Chapter 57
Trista's POV
I tightened my grip on the glass, my knuckles turning slightly white.
Cassian glanced at me, then spoke to Hera. "When Trista and I have a baby, you'll be the first to know."
He said it so naturally, as if nothing had ever happened between us.
Hera laughed and patted my hand. "You've been mated for three years. It's time for a child. The bloodlines of Silverlight and Ironthorn—the Moon Goddess would be delighted."
Cassian's gaze remained on my face. His tone was measured. "I'll do my best."
What I couldn't stand the most was his performance in front of others, acting like a devoted, reliable mate.
As if the images I saw in the healing center hallway, the arguments from the Ironthorn old manor, and the Bloodline Certification he used on his elders meant nothi
