KELLY THOMPSON'S POV

Silence loomed over my private chamber like a specter, its presence as heavy as the thoughts that weighed upon my soul. I sat alone, perched on the edge of my bed with a regal posture unbefitting of the turmoil that churned within me. My fingers traced the intricate patterns of the velvet coverlet, each stitch a reminder of the tapestry of lies and truths woven into my lineage.

I, Kelly Thompson, am the Luna Queen, yet in the quietude of this sanctuary, titles felt like ...