Lyra
My mind wouldn’t settle. Doubts and fears kept circling, each one feeding into the next — what if I couldn’t carry the weight of being Luna? What if I made mistakes that cost the pack? What if I lost their trust before I ever fully earned it?
But then Nyssa’s presence moved through me, quiet and steady, smoothing out the edges of everything I was spiraling over. “You are capable, Lyra,” her voice came softly. “You have a strong heart and a compassionate soul. Yes, you’ll make mistakes — but that’s how we learn. That’s how we grow. And I will be right beside you, every single step.”
Something in me loosened at her words. I let myself actually picture it — standing as Luna. I saw myself stepping in between disputes, offering guidance, being a steady presence for pack members who need
