Storm
I was told that on the upcoming Saturday, which was a couple of days away, there would be a ceremony to induct me into the pack as the pack’s new Luna.
Upon hearing this, the three girls got excited and began discussing outfits, makeup, shoes, hair, and accessories. They were obviously looking forward to having an excuse to dress up and celebrate at the party that was being held after the ceremony. Any other day, their excitement would have been contagious, but not this time. I was still annoyed at Lilly for blabbing about my sleeping habits, and to be honest, the mere thought of the upcoming Luna ceremony terrified me.
This news panicked me for many reasons. Becoming a pack’s Luna was a big deal, the responsibilities associated with being a Luna were the equivalent to those of an
