60 : Who sent the cure?

VERENA

A wave of emotion crashes over me as I ruffle Ezra's black hair, the same shade as his eyes. He's his father's twin, and the resemblance clenches my heart. Elijah. No matter how much I fight it, the past clings to me, a constant reminder.

Being Luna means endless events and pack politics. The biggest thorn in my side? Alliance proposals from the Iron Claw Pack, each one hand-written by Elijah himself. Each one gets a firm rejection. A few months back, our paths crossed at an event. He looked…different. We didn’t talk as an urgent matter demanded my attention.

Drake, Dory, and Irene are still my closest friends. Yet, they don’t mention Elijah in our call conversations. It's like they're hiding something.

Sometimes, I wonder if he’s alright. News reached me about a major battle with his brother, Theon, but that was years ago, when Ezra was just a baby. Back then, vivid dreams plagued me, dreams of Elijah begging for help.

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