Chapter 173: Swift Execution

Diana I huffed out a breath and pulled myself out of bed, heading straight to the bathroom to get ready for the execution. I pulled out a black dress. "White," Mother said firmly behind me. "It is customary for the Luna to wear white on execution days." "But I didn't wear white when Dane was executed, nor did I wear white when Kane was executed," I grumbled, my annoyance evident. It was the same day. She said in a monotonous voice devoid feelings. Doesn't matter? She suddenly started laughing at my question. What's funny question mark besides my clothes could get dirty from the blood. You're not going to be standing Close Diana. I don't understand what you're so worried. She said with expression on her face. Because it shouldn't matter now that I'm wearing what I want to wear. We could just say that I didn't know. "That's because you didn't know," she countered, her voice filled with exasperation. "Now you do." I sighed, knowing she was right. Tradition was important to our pack