ELENA'S POV
Running to safety and hiding in that underground bunker had me thinking.
Why the heck was I even born? Was I going to keep running for ever? Why was my life enveloped with so much hate and unrest? Why did I have to bring two innocent girls into this world of conflict?
Why did the moon goddess choose to give me this gift? Anyone who had this gift or any pack who has access to this gift is supposed to embrace it like their life depends on it.
In sickness and in war it was a gift that brings hope and gives strength and healing.
But seems this part of the world hates it.
This time around me being worried was because I was tired of hiding. Tired of running. Tired of enduring. Tired of being a pawn in the game of thrones, in the fight for power and authority. I didn't want to be in this. I never wanted to be in this talk much about the center of it. Nothing at all. I wanted nothing. Yes not a thing with it.
