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?"

few moments before I shook my head. "No. I know I need to do

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

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

became inscrutable. 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

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

was right. I knew that she was right. But

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 was as if they had pulled all

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

least I had Enzo, my family, and the Peacekeepers

chin with as much regal poise as I could muster, placing my hand over

even though my voice shook. "I have

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