THE ROGUE LUNA
She was the princess, the sister of the Alpha, and she thought she was above me.
But I was determined to prove her wrong. I was Luna, and I would not be ignored.
I burst into the palace, slamming the doors behind me. My maid, Rachel, looked up from her sewing, startled.
"Luna, what's wrong?" she asked, concern etched on her face.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. "It's Ellen," I spat. "She thinks she's above me, that she can just disregard my authority."
Rachel's expression turned sympathetic. "I'm sorry, Luna. But maybe you should just let it go. Ellen's just trying to assert her own power."