Beryl's POV
The morning light shone through a c***k in the window and woke me up instantly. A wave of irritation washed over me.
I could feel the source of my displeasure stemmed from my wolf, Astrid. The potion suppressing her was making her extremely agitated.
I groaned, pressing a hand to my forehead, trying to banish the memory of last night. But it was no use. The image of Tracy and her posse was already seared into my mind, souring my mood even further.
They were terrifying. More than ever, I doubted my ability to fulfill the role of Luna of the twins.
Was I ever as strong as that?
"I can't do this." I couldn't handle the pressure, the animosity from Tracy. It had become a horrifying memory, tormenting me relentlessly.
I had to admit that Tracy's threats had scared me.
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