Chapter 492
Elara
I don't like the Luna.
That is not a secret. It has never been a secret. From the moment we were children, I knew she hated me. I knew she envied me. I knew she wished I would disappear.
Having your bond broken once is a tragedy. Having it broken twice? Being rejected one. Three times she's gone through this pain.
I would not wish that on anyone.
Not even her.
The packs have been buzzing about this piece of information. The rumors are... unkind.
I am not a stranger to rumors. When I had Lyra and she could not shift;when she would only partially do so and it was obvious she was not a wolf there were whispers.
There were rumors I slept with a demon. That Redmoon adapting human culture was wrong. That my child was a curse as a result.
I was treated like a plague.
In times like these, the tight-knit nature of wolves is not a blessing but a curse.
But unlike the Luna and what she did to me, I will not kick her when she is down.
