#Chapter 90: The Results

Aria “Do you, Aria, vow to never speak of the pack lands or the existence of werewolves to any human, for as long as you live?” I opened my mouth to respond to the elder’s words, to make the vow, but I… couldn’t. I froze. Every gaze in the room was fixed on me, every pair of eyes judging me, waiting for my inevitable downfall. My heart thudded in my chest, and I could feel the first beads of sweat beginning to form on my palms. Could I really do this? I glanced nervously around the room, unsure of what to do or what to say. The room felt suffocating with all those hateful eyes on me, and I could feel my earlier courage beginning to falter. And most of all, my throat tightened as I thought of Bella. Would this mean never being able to tell my best friend the truth? If Darren wanted to keep me as his Luna, if he wanted to build a life with me… I’d never be able to tell her. I’d have to live a double life. I’d have to lie, for the rest of my da