Lunaria’s POV.
I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling as my father’s words echoed in my mind.
“Henry is the best person for you, Lunaria. This marriage will secure the pack’s future.”
I clenched my fists at the thought. I couldn’t let this happen. Marrying Henry felt wrong in every possible way. I didn’t love him—how could I, when my heart felt so lost? And deep down, I was certain that unlocking the secrets of my past would somehow help me make sense of all this.
I shut my eyes tightly, willing myself to remember.
But nothing came out. I got out of bed and walked about in anger and as I tried to make sense of what was going on the more crazy it was for me.
I looked out of the window as my door burst open with my maid Mendy coming in with a smile.
“What is it?” I asked as she laugh
