Kill The Luna
"For me, all my life was spent locked away in a dark room like a prisoner. I was never allowed to train, so I'm completely useless in a fight. To be perfectly honest, I'm not actually good at anything at all."
Ella’s cheerful expression vanished instantly, replaced by a deep look of pity. Her eyes softened with genuine warmth as she reached out to grab my hand, squeezing it tightly. "Well, that is absolutely not true, Luna," she protested softly, her voice filled with earnest comfort. "You are actually very, very good at something specific, and that exact trait is what makes you so incredibly special to this pack."
Bab Populer