Ivy.
There was nothing like spending the day with my mates and the rest of the pack. After the warm invitation I had had from a few of the female wolves of the pack to join their play group, I was more than thrilled to entertain the idea.
Kate and my mother had suggested familiarizing myself with other women of the pack would help me be a better Luna.
I was so nervous about the idea of them accepting me. Differing from them, I had spent months watching them gaze at me with wary eyes.
I had thought they perceived me as a monster, but in the end, I was wrong.
There would always be women in the pack who didn’t like me. I expected that. It was the same in the real world. Not everyone is going to like you, but I was pleased these women could accept me as I was.
I wanted to be a Luna they respected and wanted around.
