Lily stood in the forest, every nerve tense as she looked at the moon goddess, her gaze pleading.
The silence around them was thick, each pair of eyes focused solely on her, but her attention was locked on the goddess, who watched her with an expression that was both compassionate and unyielding.
Lily’s heart raced as she fought against the heavy decision before her.
More than anything, she wanted to be free of this burden.
She had never sought power, had never yearned for the title of Luna in the way Lexa did.
Lexa had the ambition, the drive, and—Lily couldn’t deny—a fierce belief that she could lead the pack better.
There was a part of Lily that wished to simply let Lexa have it, let her take over as Luna if it meant that Lily could escape the tangled web of responsibility an
