There was love, at least that was what Luna River had thought, had she been lying to herself all along? Had the pack been lying to her family all along?
Luna River was a hundred percent sure that since she became Luna of Dark River Pack she had never shown any enormity or favoritism, never been selfish, she had never done something that showed the werewolves that she was a bad person.
Luna River was not a bad person, but why was she feeling the hatred radiating from outside the office from the wolves?
Luna River had it all wrong, who told her that she needed to hate someone for someone to hate her too? Okay, maybe for love, but it didn't apply to it always. Those two worked in a way Luna River couldn't understand in that moment.
