_Mira’s POV_
The Luna paced the small room as I leaned against the cold stone wall. My heart pounded in frustration. The muffled sounds of fighting outside clawed at my nerves, each scream and shout a reminder that my pack was in danger while I was stuck here, useless.
“Luna,” I began for the third time, my voice firm, “you have to let me out there. I can help.”
Her eyes flashed with worry. “Mira, no. Your father would never forgive me if anything happened to you.”
I clenched my fists. “I’m not a child. I’ve trained for this. And…” I hesitated but decided to press on. “My powers—my bond with my wolf—it’s awakened. I’m stronger now. I can fight.”
Her expression softened for a moment, but she shook her head. “You don’t understand, Mira. The battlefield isn’t just about strength. It’s ab
