Chapter 71
Trista's POV
I felt Samantha's eyes fixed on the diamond ring on my finger.
Six years ago, that ring should have been hers, but three stubborn Ironthorn elders intervened—a fact she never hesitated to throw in my face.
In her world, the Luna of the Ironthorn Pack, Cassian's mate, was supposed to be her.
She carefully leaned closer, testing the waters.
"Trista, since Cassian doesn't love you, that ring means nothing. Could you... give it back to me?"
I looked up. I saw the n***d, unstoppable triumph in her eyes.
I didn't argue.
Calmly, I slowly slid the wedding band off my ring finger. I took her hand and put the ring right onto her finger.
Her knuckles trembled slightly with nerves.
My eyes stung, but my voice was slow and firm. "I'm giving Cassian back to you."
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