Diara POV
After breakfast, I went for a walk in the garden when I spotted Sofia sitting on a swing under a tree. She looked somber, smoking a thin, long cigarette. The Alpha had mentioned she could tell me about my duties, but whenever I approached her to ask, she'd sneer or make up a busy excuse.
"Good morning," I greeted her. She groaned and dragged on her cigarette before discarding it.
"May I help you?" she looked up at me, a sneer on her pretty face.
"When can you teach me my duties as Luna?" I asked.
"I'm busy," she bit out.
"No, you're not,"
Sofia exhaled. "I don't know why you want to take on the duties of Luna when you don't even want to be Luna."
"Because it's my duty," I pointed to the mark on my neck. Her eyes fell on my stomach.
"No baby yet," she
