"Why? You need to move on. There's nothing left by staying here, all alone."
“I'm fine with being alone!” she growls.
We all take a step back. Although she's lost her power, she's still a wolf, and all three of us are much too tired by the fight. I take a deep breath.
"This curse... it appeared in the first place because you didn't want to let go. You didn't want to... face the truth, Luna."
“Nothing will change,” she growls. “Leave me be!”
"No. Things need to change. You have to move on, Luna. Look around you. This memory... you're the one trapping yourself here. You had the power to end that curse long ago. Centuries ago, perhaps, but you chose not to. Not only that, you left the room open for more witches and werewolves to suffer just like you did."
“Enough. You know nothing.”
"Perhaps I don't," I retort. "You lost your mate, and the woman you even considered your only friend used you and betrayed you. She probably had her reasons and her own feelings for doing what she did, but... she shouldn't have forced you. Just like you shouldn't have forced this curse on the generations that came after you, Luna."
“This is my anger, my pain. I'm free to do whatever I want with it!”
“What about your children?”
She suddenly turns to Nora, who stepped forward.
“Your children lived on, didn't they? They grew up fine, they had their own children and that's how your blood was passed down, for many generations, until it came to us. Your mate's, and the witch's too. Why didn't you choose to focus on your children instead, Luna?”
“My children were wolves. They didn't need their mother once they were grown!”
“Perhaps not, but you needed them,” growls Selena. “You needed a family, and a pack, but you chose to stay alone.”
“Yes, and it was my choice!”
"You chose to bury yourself in your loneliness and anger, Luna, and it created a curse that affected everyone. The witch, and your mate... They are both long gone. There's no reason for you to stay behind."
I suddenly feel another wave of sadness and fear coming from her. She whimpers.
“I won't forgive,” she says. “Don't ask me to move on. That witch took everything from me!”
"I am not asking you to forgive!" I retort. "Luna, even if you wanted to... there's no one left to forgive except yourself."
“...What?”
She stays silent this time, and finally gets on all fours, although she's growling. But we are also werewolves, and we can tell there isn't much animosity in her voice.
No, this is the growl of an animal that's afraid and trying to protect itself. Luna doesn't want us here, she isn't the one who chose to appear, raw like this. She truly wants to be left alone, but I have a feeling that if we do, nothing will truly and definitely be solved. This is necessary if we want to make sure that curse ends and doesn't come back...
"Luna, if you can't face the mistakes of the past, they will haunt you and keep you down."
“I made no mistake!” she growls. “That witch was the one who used me!”
"Really? Do you think she played around with necromancy spells out of anger or out of despair? It was necromancy, but... she didn't use Dark Magic, did she? ...She used her own life force."
I suddenly realized. We never heard how the other Luna disappeared, how the witch left. If Luna had killed her, if they had even fought, things would have been very different. However, there's... no one else here. Her mate never came back, and the witch is gone too. She's all on her own.
"Luna... I never got to see what happened after that spell was completed," I mutter.
She stops growling, glaring at me instead.
“...I have nothing to tell you.”
“Luna, you can't move on with a heavy burden on your back,” gently whispers Nora. “This all happened... in the past. Like Mara said, a faraway past. You need to let it go now.”
