The Heartbroken Luna’s Choice: Banish Love
By noon, I was stepping into the herb-scented, crumbling territory of the Silverlight pack, wrapped in the heavy cloak of an Ironthorn Luna.
I took a deep breath and pushed open the door to my home.
Attwater was there in a second, taking the heavy black metal case from my hands. "You actually did it? You really got the obsidian cane back? The one holding Mom's soul-power?"
Ulva shot Attwater a look, signaling him to take the case into the room with the silencing barrier. Then she grabbed my hand, her eyes searching mine. "Trista, be honest with me," she whispered, her grip tightening. "This set of heirlooms is worth a fortune. What exactly did you have to pay him to get them back?"
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