Dicia's POV
When I mentioned there was a way for us to coexist peacefully, a spark of hope lit up Andre's eyes.
I asked him, "Am I not one of the best warrior?"
He nodded without hesitation.
Three years ago, I had already managed to hold my own against General Pembroke in combat.
General Pembroke was one of the top fighters in our tribe.
Of course, I'd never actually faced Andre in a real fight, but everyone in the tribe assumed he was the strongest.
Still, holding my ground against General Pembroke was proof enough—I was one of the tribe's finest warrior.
I turned to Andre and said, "You don't need me as your Luna anymore..."
Andre immediately cut me off. "Since when did I say I didn't need you as my Luna?"
"I've said it a thousand times—you'll always be my Luna!"
I shot back,
