The next morning I sat outside sipping a cup of coffee while Stella sat next to me watching the sun come over the horizon. She kept looking at me with questions in her eyes. A question I knew she was scared to ask me. After a few moments of her looking at me, I finally asked.
"What is it, Stella?"
"I'm sorry Luna, but I just can't help but wonder how you were able to forgive the men who hurt you so easily?" I knew many more people were probably wondering the same thing. I took a deep breath and turned back to the beauty before me.
"I didn't do it for them," I stated, "I did it for me. I can't be a good Luna to my pack if I'm constantly angry or wanting revenge. How can I protect my pack if I still allow the ones who hurt me to have control over my future.? Letting go gave me back some o
