Chapter Sixty Three

(Cara's POV)

I stared at the strange woman seated before me. I was sure I had never seen her before, but I also had this very strange feeling that she wasn't lying.

"My name is not Catalyn," I repeated.

"Not now, but it once was. There is a reason I called you here, but I am not sure if you are ready to hear what I have to say."

"Spit it out," Rollins commanded.

She gave him one look, and then her eyes fell back on me.

"First, I would like to tell you a story.

It is about a warrior named Catalyn, the blessed.

She was a blessing from the moon goddess herself; she was best at every single thing she did. The moon itself smiled at her, but there came a dreadful day. The Lycans attacked her pack while she was away hunting and slaughtered every one of her pack members, they were only a pack of fifty. She returned back to see what had befallen her people, the people she loved and could give her life for.

There she wanted to end her life, but the moon goddess wouldn't let that happen; she wa