Side Story 4.36 - Just One Normal Day

Jhoanna's POV

It had been a week since the infamous “sacred walk,” and, to my horror, the pack was still talking about it.

Apparently, my decision to humor the elders and take their ridiculous staff had solidified my place in pack history. Warriors still whispered about it with awe. The omegas, bless them, had started making miniature replicas of “Luna’s Staff of Balance.”

Hans tried (and failed) to convince them to drop the subject. Rio, on the other hand, encouraged it like the little menace he was.

“You have become quite the legend, Luna,” he told me, lounging in the sun outside the packhouse. “Generations will tell the tale of your sacred walk. Poems will be written. Songs composed.”

I threw a grape at his head. He caught it in his mouth, grinning.