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?"

I shook my head. "No. I know I need to do

There is no time to wait, no time to

can't you do it instead?" I blurted out. "You would make an

werewolf. No one would ever accept a human Luna, and besides... I'm too old, anyway." "Dad was almost two hundred years old," I retorted

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 watch you and Tyler

right. I knew that she was right. But it

summer day, really-but I felt so cold. When they had dug up the soil to bury his casket, it was as if they had pulled all of the cold of winter out of the earth and left it

and at my sister's, and my biological mother's, I knew that this was my burden to bear alone. The crushing weight of leadership, of responsibility for

my family, and the

chin with as much regal poise

voice shook. "I have to do this. Just promise

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