Chapter 7

(Lena's POV)

"No matter what happens, keep your head up high; after all, you are the Luna." This was my mother's advice. I never knew I would be turning back to the advice she gave me, but that was the only way, if I wanted things to work between me and Damien.

Damien led me to the dining room.

What I didn't expect was to see a table of about thirty, all seated. There were two empty seats; from the positioning, it was clear that one belonged to the Alpha and the other to the side to the Luna.

Despite being the child of an Alpha, I didn't have the qualities of a Luna so at this moment I didn't know what was required of me to do.

My eyes caught a girl sitting on the same dinner table, closest to the Alpha. She had a mark down her brow, but that didn't make her any less beautiful, she looked dangerous though- the kind of girl who could use a dagger as her play thing. She had long black hair, braided into two, and a scowl on her face, making her look s