Chapter 24: Evelyn: I’m No More Than A Tool
Evelyn~
Back to my question, my wolf spoke gently, "It’s been a long time since a Luna awakened, so it makes sense that people want you to do the full-moon ceremony."
She continued, "Not only to gain their trust but also to give them hope."
I shifted my weight onto one leg and repeated her word, "Hope?"
"Yes, hope," my wolf explained. "For years, we werewolves have lost so much since our Lunas were wiped out by humans. Because of that, our Alphas lost a big part of their power, and the new Alphas were unable to awaken their true power."
"That’s why your presence, as the only Luna still alive, means something to them. It gives them hope, a reason to believe that werewolves can regain their former glory."
I stood in silence for a moment before muttering, "What a joke."
When I first found out that I was a Luna, all I thought was, ’Oh great, another problem on my plate!’
But after staying in the palace for a few weeks, I started noticing how some people looked genuinely excited about my arrival ... and others were clearly afraid.
At that moment, I realized I was nothing more than a tool to them, something valuable only because I could bring back the glory days of the werewolf race.
But where were they when I had nothing?
There was a time when I ran from one pack to another after my entire pack was slaughtered by rogue werewolves.
