You have to step up, Aria.
The words of Luca lingered in the air, laden with expectancy. As we stood by ourselves in the training yard, the moon created a faint glimmer over the burned earth, and his keen grey eyes locked upon mine.
"I am stepping up," I shot back, anger exploding in my chest. "Or did you overlook the section in which I assisted to save your life?("")
"That was instinct," he said, his voice sharp but not nasty. "This is different. The pack needs more from you; the difficulties will only grow more difficult. More from you is what I need.
Though I couldn't refute the truth in his words stinging. The pack was observing me; their murmurs and uncertainties became louder with every step I made. They require more than simply a bonded mate or a Beta's daughter. They had to have a leader.
