Ten Years of Silence, Then I Set the World on Fire

On the day of my Luna Ascension Ceremony, I wore the late Luna's ceremonial pelt by mistake.

The Alpha who had stood beside me for ten years regarded me with flat indifference. "A poor imitation. Unfit for the title."

The ceremony ground to a halt. The pup I had raised for a decade turned on me with open disgust:

"I knew it! You've been trying to take my mother's place all along! I will never let a scheming wolf like you get what she wants!"

She hurled the blessing charm I had spent half a year embroidering into the ceremonial fire, then beat her small fists against my body.