KAYLA POINT OF VIEW

Morning comes too fast.

I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, my chest tightened. My hand stayed on my stomach the whole night, like if I let go, everything would fall apart. The pack house feels different today.

Today, they will announce me, as the Luna-to-be.

The words still don’t feel real.

I stand in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection. I look the same, but I don’t feel the same. There’s fear in my eyes. And something else. Strength I didn’t ...