Evelyn
The nausea starts to trickle in halfway through the Royal City.
Lucas, Emma, and I are at the front of the rebel company now. We realized as soon as we crossed the bridge that another battle might break out in the streets between the rebels and the lycans trying to protect their homes.
So the three of us shouldered our way to the front, Emma and I commanding lycan after lycan to stand down as we make our way through the Royal City.
I see the way the lycans eye me. I can imagine how it looks: their lycan princess with a dagger to her throat and their supposed werewolf Luna walking freely, leading the rebel werewolves.
I put on a bit of a performance to show them I’m not affiliated with the rebels.
“Please,” I beg, even though as their Luna I should be commanding. “Please don’t
