Years ago, when we first became mates, Rowan had promised something different.
He had promised I would never be reduced to a ceremonial Luna. He even assured me that my voice would matter. Now he was taking it away himself? The irony was almost laughable.
"I understand."
I said as his face tightened
"Vicky…”
"No."
I shook my head. "My decision hasn't changed."
The room suddenly felt too small, making him believe me.
"I'll finish transferring my responsibilities."
I said and swallowed hard.
"Then I'll step down."
Something like relief flashed through Rowan's eyes and the realization hurt more than anything else.
"You mean that?"
He asked and slowly pulled me into his arms.
"Once I fully stabilize the council, Marcus will answer for this."
I remained completely still because b
