Description
I stood by him when the world turned against him. When he was just a trembling shadow of a boy seeking his father's approval, it was my strength he relied on. I fought for him, held his fragile spirit together as he struggled. I shaped him and ignited the fire he now possesses. Yet now that he is the alpha he was meant to be, he hesitates-for her. her sob story and tear-streaked face, acts as if the world owes her something for her pain. Where was she when he was broken? I was the one piecing him together. Now, she clings to him, feeding off his guilt, whispering promises of love she did not earn, and he allows it. It makes me sick. I was destined to be Luna, forged in sacrifice, proving my strength and worth. They took my mate and told me to bow to fate, but I forged my own path. Yet he, the one I shaped, falters like a child caught between duty and desire. But I will not waver. If she thinks she can take what is mine, she will have to fight for it. I have battled for ten years to claim what is rightfully mine, and I will not be pushed aside. She can hide behind his love, but it will not save her. Love does not make a Luna-strength does. And if she wants the title, she will have to fight me for it.
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