Grief still burned through Catra.

She was doing her best to pretend that she was okay for her mates, though she wasn’t sure why.

They could probably feel her emotions better than she could.

Every time she closed her eyes, a thousand memories flashed through her mind. Memories of her grandmother, living and dead.

And now Katrina was really, truly gone and there was nothing Catra could do to bring her back.

And the worst of it all was that she had been mostly ...