Thorn watched in horror, Kris in front of him, smiling and eyes filled with adoration, and his people cheered as the crown was placed on her head. On the outside, he was, as ever, calm and composed. His mother's crown glistened in the sunlight, a beautiful nightmare on her brunette hair. This couldn't be happening. Queens didn't survive long in his family. "You've taught me how to stand here. Together we will create change for our people."
Her words meant to be a promise to him and a declaration to werewolves terrified him more than any blood ever could. How was he supposed to keep her safe? They turned to face the crowd as the celebration around them continued. He had no idea how they had gotten here. The last thing he remembered was...he couldn't recall anything recent. His heart raced
