Chapter68: The reflection continues

KELLY THOMPSON'S POV  The shadows danced along the walls of my chamber, mocking specters that whispered of a future bathed in blood and strife. I stood before the ancient mirror, my reflection a pale ghost amidst the encroaching darkness. The weight of prophecy pressed upon me, a relentless force that sought to crush the very marrow from my bones. "Can I truly be the Luna Queen this world needs?" The question, a fragile thing, hung in the air like morning mist. Doubt, a familiar adversary, crept into the corners of my mind, its icy tendrils seeking purchase. Yet, as I stared into my own eyes-eyes that had seen love and loss, triumph and terror-a spark ignited within the depths of my soul. It was a flare of defiance, a silent scream against the night that refused to be extinguished. The realization pierced the fog of uncertainty: my fears, vast as they might be, paled in comparison to the love I held for my pack, for Jason, for our son Eden. That love was a beacon, unwavering and pure,