ELLIE
The doors to the meeting hall are black oak, banded in iron. We stop in front of them. No Luna has ever gone through these doors. When I asked Mom why she wasn't in there, she smiled at me.
"The table is small," she said. "And the men are large."
I turn my head to tell him I'll be in my old room. I don't get the words out.
Adrian takes my hand and pushes the doors open.
The moment we step inside, the talking stops.
Every head at the long table turns on the same beat. Then, from the left side, a sound goes up.
Six Moon Wolf Elders. They are looking at my face like the floor has moved. One of them half rises out of his chair. Another says something under his breath that I don't catch and don't need to.
They knew me as the ugly girl. Ten years of it. This is the first time any o
