KAT
It has been a week since I took Luke's hand and promised to be his Luna. Luke kept his promise and gave David a proper burial. Since David had been acting as Beta of the pack, I assumed pack members would show up to his funeral. But I was mistaken. Only Luke and I were in attendance.
As they lowered his body into the ground, I tried to conjure any emotion that I had toward David, but I felt nothing. I grabbed a handful of dirt and tossed it onto the casket before turning and walking away.
Today, I am dressed in a long black dress. I have slicked my hair back into a ponytail and applied minimal makeup.
I check my reflection in the mirror and let out an uncomfortable sigh. I certainly look the part of a Luna but I still don't feel like one.
"You look beautiful," Luke says from behind me.
Smoothing my hands down the front of my dress, I try to fight back my nerves. "You don't think it is too much?"
"You look perfect," Luke replies.