My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0807

My mother's features softened as she regarded me, cupping my tear-stained cheek with her palm. "Nina, you were meant for this," she said softly, stroking a strand of hair out of my eyes. "Your father chose you as his heir because he saw that spark, that unwavering strength in you that your people will need to guide them forward."

I opened my mouth to protest further, but her gentle fingers found my lips, hushing me.

"What did he say to you, in those final moments?" she prompted. She already knew the answer-I had already told her when he had died nearly a week ago-but perhaps she wanted me to say it again. Maybe she wanted to hear his final words one last time.

"He wanted me to heal our family's wounds," I whispered, recalling his final words with piercing clarity. "And... to guide our people into an era of peace. Whatever that means."

My mother nodded solemnly. "Do you intend not to fulfill his last request?"

swallowed again, staring at the ground for a few moments before I shook my head. "No. I

you have to. You simply have to. There is no time to wait, no

it instead?" I blurted out. "You would make an amazing Luna.

But then, slowly, she shook her head. "You know I can't. I'm not a werewolf. No one would ever accept a human Luna, and besides... I'm too old, anyway." "Dad

she asked. "But I don't possess that long life that you have. And at this point in my life, I'm ready to retire to

right. I knew that she was right. But it didn't make it any

against the lump that had formed in my throat as my gaze drifted back toward my father's grave. It was so warm out-the perfect summer day, really-but I felt so cold. When they had dug up the soil to bury his casket, it

and at my sister's, and my biological mother's, I knew that this was my burden to bear alone. The

my family, and the

as much regal poise as I could muster, placing my hand

shook. "I have