ZAHRA-ROSE POV
For days, all I could think about was what my father told me. It haunted me, lingering in the back of my mind no matter how much I tried to push it away.
His words followed me like a shadow, whispering through every quiet moment, reminding me of exactly what he expected me to do.
Now, with the way things are unfolding in the pack, I know I should concentrate more , but I can't. My father's word follow me everywhere, demanding I do exactly what he wanted me to.
"I heard the Alpha wants to start rebuilding the MoonBright pack again," I heard someone say.
I walked closer to the door, pressing my ear against it so I could hear properly.
"Yes, I heard too," another voice responded. "He should abandon that pack. The Luna is already useless enough; he shouldn't waste
