Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

Chapter 64: *“What have we done?!“*

“She never took it while Damien was here, because he would notice.” Alora said, her voice distant, as if she was lost in her memories. “Sarah never wanted to cross Damien, at least not openly. So, the moment he was gone…she ripped it off

my neck.

“That’s why you stopped wearing it?” Darien asked with surprise. “I thought it was because you were upset that Damien was gone and didn’t want to be reminded about that by wearing the necklace.”

Kain scoffed before admonishing Darien. “And to think, brain trust here is going to be the one to take care of our darling sister’s tender feelings.”

Galen shook his head. “That’s seriously what you thought?” he asked with disbelief. “When a female is missing someone, she is more likely to wear or carry something with her to remind her of them. It makes them feel close to the special someone they are missing.”

Darien grimaced. “I have a reason for thinking this way.”

“Really, do tell.” Kain said, giving him a hard look, one brow raised.

Next to Alora, Alpha Andrew was having a hard time containing his smile at the ribbing his son was receiving from his fated mate’s brothers. Alora glanced sideways at the Alpha, then turned her gaze quickly back out the window. If she had kept looking in his direction, they would both lose the battle against their laughter.

“Every morning Damien and I would meet up with Alora, he would touch the necklace and say, ‘Good morning, Starlight.‘ Then pat her on the head before we spent time chatting away before class.” Darien said. “I figured, now that he wasn’t here to greet her like that, something only he did, she was too sad to wear the necklace.”

“Huh…” Galen said.

“When you put it that way…” Kain started.

“It makes sense.” Galen completed.

“Hey, look at that, you’re not totally ignorant of a female’s softer emotions.” Kain teased.

Darien growled at them. “What did I do to you two?”

“You’re laying claim to our beloved little sister.” Galen said dryly.

“I have a question.” Kain said. “Why does Damien call Alora, Starlight?”

it was an endearment Damien had been calling her since they first met. “It’s something Damien has always called Alora. I never knew what it was about.”

“Alora?” Kain asked.

no way she was going to tell them why Damien called her Starlight. He called her that saying

whatever it is, it’s different from the one you

that myself.” Kain said. “If I didn’t know better, I would say

now and wished for nothing more in that moment than for this conversation to end. Damien’s father, and their Pack Alpha was sitting

happened, and my hopes seemed to crumple into dust.” Darien threw his hands up in the air to emphasize his point. “Fortunately, they were revived once

still hoping for Alora to become your sister–in–law through

asked.

confirmed, then proceeded to explain his reasoning. “No one would

brother. He practically worships the ground she walks on. I really

Matt.”

let this come to an end, please let this come to an end, please let this

or the sympathetic expression on his face. Alora was hoping, by making herself disappear further into her seat they would forget she was there, but she had no such

still have your necklace, Alora?” Kain

for her to become one with her seat, Alora straightened back up in it before answering.

her

she knows if she wears it out of the house, and you happen to

mercy

necklace when she had her at her in the basement. Sometimes it would

up with

around, her gaze landing on each male’s hard expressions. Even Alpha Andrew’s expression was hard while his

a neighborhood that straddles the territory between the Frost Clan and the Northmountain Clan territories. This meant they were attracting quite a bit of attention from both Clans as they pulled up. It was hard to ignore the

big black SUV’s that screamed security detail, parking in front of her parent’s house would definitely draw out all the curious neighbors. After turning off the SUV, they didn’t get out right away. Alpha Andrew sat there quietly and stared down at

on

you want that necklace back?” he asked, his deep

give her answer. “Yes.” It did not matter that Sarah had worn it while torturing and tormenting her. All that mattered was

the windshield and nodded. “Okay. I will get it back for you.”

as hope blossomed in it, if anyone could make Sarah