Dalles past hand oot mine, giving
ving it a se
Can he tell how nervous Lam? His brothers are giving me the side–eye.
en’t put the food in my mouth. My nerves are making me slightly sick.
really eating her mind, just drinking that sweet tea
They are “In the thith fecana
me they are proud of what I have accomplished.
Iwanch
mans in the heavy crystal gla
clink together in the velcd of ligild.
ya, kw all about you–My throat tightens
- 11 to Dallas as I take a step away from the table. I just can’t have her judging me. She must know my own mute rejected me, that
somehow she ment know I’m defective in some way for her son
I
“Mother,” he roars, and shake. A knock on the doorswings everyone’s eyes to the intruder
The door opens Lima Catherine is here early with a smile on her face
“Dallas, sorry I’m early, but I just wanted to drop by and say hello to your family.” She’s looking around the table. A slight bow to Grace. She’s looking at the places everyone is sitting. Her eyes tall to mine and hold. Her jaw clenches slightly.
“Come in “He closes the door behind her.
Grace stands from her spot to greet the Luma “Luna Catherine, finally. It’s nice to meet you.
“La Gare, so nice to put a face to the name.” Both embrare quickly, no lingering touching
My mouth is open as I look to Dallas, who’s loolding away from me. I try to catch his eye to try and ask why he didn’t tell me his parents are pack leaders I’m upset that he’s kept something like this from me.
Luna Githerine eyes me, looking at my neck. She lets out a breath of relief.
Like your new table, Dallas Grandfringes slightly when she hears her son’s name.
“Thank you. My mother just brought it for me today. A gift,”
“Where did you find such a mastreptoce?” I think that Luna Catherine is trying to start offlight, compliment something before starting with the real stuff.
I look at the table more. It’s dark oak that’s been keenly carved with an artisan’s care.
*1 found this table at the side of the road. Could you imagine my reaction when I realized someone just threw this away? She shakes her head with a click of her pow. Her hand starts to trail along the edge of the table. A finger traces a stain that’s buried deep in the wood
“Sometimes people don’t realize what they have in front of them until they see it again. It makes them realize what they actually did and regret throwing it away in the first place,” Luna Catherine interjects.
“Very true. But once you throw something away, it’s up for grabs to anyone who wants to put the time in to make it beautiful again.” Luna Grace is stering now into the other Luna’s eyes.
“This will be a very good addition to my son’s future. It’s strong, solid, has a good base. There might be little stains here and there, a nick in some spots but I think it gives it character. What do you think?” A very smug look comes across his mmber’s face
“Yes, very true, but I think the owner of the table could come back. Maybe make an offer that benefits both parties?” Just like politicians, these Lunas
speak their own latigunge
“No, this table is very special flue moon special. No offer would be good enough. How does that saying go…” She taps her chin. “One woll’s trash is
mother’s treasure.”
Luna Ceterior postures herself to Luna Grace, showing molten black eyes. It’s as if she has a scorpion’s tall curbed, ready to strike. All four brothers get up from their seats at the
Heavy growls rumble out of their chests. They don’t like what they’re witnessing
“I think, Luna Catherine, it’s time for you to leave. Everyone’s fur is getting a linte ruffled Dallas opens the door.
“Rye, we will talk, very soon.” She ma those dark eyes to me before walking out. Piuscrewed.
She closes the door beland her, and the whole group takes a calming breath.
*think you coad take her, Mons” is it Caleb that says this or Crane!
“Iya, Fididn’t mean to offend you by saying I know about you. I only meant that I know about the hardship you have faced,” she brings me into a hug, smoothing my hair down.
I turn my head to Dallas as I au intils dier’s reodrace. “Why didn’t you tell me you’re an Alpha?”
His mother pulls away from me “Because he isn’t an Alpha, his father is. After his mate died. The griet in the Luma’s eyes makes my eyes want
to water.
“After his mate died, he decided to become a doctor, someone different, instead of following his true path. I think it took his mind off her death because he was so consumed with studying that he couldn’t think too much.” His brothers look uncomfortable with all this emotion coming from their mother.
“We’re preparing for when the time comes for my mate to step down as Alpha and how the challenges will work without destroying our pack. Unless my son changes his mind and decides to claim what’s his.” Hopeful eyes all turn toward Dallas:
