Bab 42: My people?

The photo trembled in her hand, her mother, as young as she is now, a new side of her, something Bella never thought she'd get to see, she herself had no photos of her family.

She remembered her mother as this elegant woman full of serenity, she had a flow to her like streams down the mountain, her problems like rocks may stand in her path, but she gracefully flowed around them, overcoming them so easily it looked like she was ignoring them all together

Nothing was too much for Haila to handle, being a mother, a wife, an alpha of her pack, she managed to carry it all with such little effort, almost like wearing a sash around her neck to keep out the cold, it was never a burden to be the Luna, not to her.