Chapter 93
Vera's POV
The chill weather outside the pack hall bit into my skin. I stood somewhere by the garden, rather than running back inside away from the cold. I watched the moon slowly move behind the clouds. I'd rather not see the coronation going on.
I'd admit, the whole preparation would break me if I sat and watched it unfold. I sighed, trying not to shed a tear, knowing that my mission here was accomplished. Or was it?
With the little Andrew told me about his conversation with Phil, I'd say Phil was vexed that I made an appearance at his party, and at the same time—guilty for letting me go. But that doesn't change the fact that I was never his priority as his Luna or someone he had claimed to love and cherish.
The cool breeze blew up to where I stood, playing with the ends
