#Chapter 12: An Unexpected Front-Runner

His mouth near the microphone, Nicholas paused a moment as if thinking. Then he spoke. “Miss Piper was chosen by the ceremony, and the royal family will honor that choice.” He continued, “One of the many crises we face as a people is a low birthrate among werewolves. Any mother, especially one raising a child on her own, is to be commended.” He paused, again gathering his thoughts. The way he spoke was purposeful and careful, each word carefully considered. “Piper represents the cultural progression of our kingdom. We, collectively, have moved beyond the era of allowing only young maidens to be Luna. Now, any woman can have her chance.” A few claps sounded in the audience, before the reporter spoke up again. “In addition to being a single mother, isn’t Piper also a non-werewolf?” “Neither non-werewolves nor single mothers will face discrimination by this royal family,” Nicholas said, faster to respond than he had been before. My heart pounded. That sounded like a defense