Chapter 188


    Chapter 4: “Her eyes talk…”


    Darien had the top down to his dark the Shelby Mustang convertible and the motor running. The car


    was pointed in a direction away from the house. Alora than her bag into the back seat and hopped


    over the closed passenger door into the front seat seconds before she heard Bettina screaming


    from the Driveway.


    “YOU WRETCHED MONGREL GET BACK HERE! YOUR NOT SUPPOSED TO LEAVE BEFORE


    YOUR SISTER! Her shrieked order was ignored.


    Darien,ughing, put his foot down and off they went, hitting sixty in just seconds, Darien tossed a


    brown sack full of hot food to Alora, her oat milk was already in a cup holder with the straw in it.


    Alora didn’t waste any time tearing into the first foil wrapped breakfast burrito.


    Darienughed again, amused by her antics. Then he noticed how she was dressed, it shocked him


    at first to see Alora expose so much of her skin, especially when he was so used to her trying to


    hide as much of it as possible. Her hair was even pulled back into a braid, she was not hiding her


    face behind it like normal.


    Darien frowned, he knew what it meant. His friend was done hiding herself away like some kind of


    shameful secret. He knew this was something Damien would want to know about. He wanted to


    confirm what he was thinking so he asked, “Nice get up, you done hiding yourself?” making sure to


    keep his tone jovial.


    Alora knew her friend better than he thought she did. “I know it’s upset you to see me “hide”” she


    mimed quotation marks, “myself away like some “shameful ?* more miming of quotation marks,


    “secret all these years. So, you’ll be happy to note, niy overly observant and curious best friend, that


    yes, yes I am done hiding.”


    Darienughed, and Alora wolfed down the rest of her breakfast. She looked at her friend and


    noticed he looked a little nervous. It took her a moment to realize


    why. Her friend had turned eighteen three months ago and hadn’t found a mate yet.


    “A lot of Wolves turned eighteen over this weekend.” Alora said in an off handed manner.


    Alora’s statement made Darien swerve for a second, making Aloraugh, as it confirmed her theory.


    “Yeah..what of it?” Darien asked, he tried to nuke it sound like he didn’t care and failed miserably.


    “Come on, who is it? You must have had your eye on one of the females who turned.” Alora said


    teasingly.


    Darien blushed, he knew better than to react to Alora’s outrageous antics, it only gave himself away.


    “I don’t want to say. Trying onest time to maintain some


    dignity.


    It didn’t work, because she was his best friend, and no one knew him better. Except his brother


    Damien, but then Damien was wrapped around Alora’s finger. The best part about that was, Alora


    didn’t even know it.


    “I bet I know who it is.” Alora couldn’t keep her excitement out of her tone, and practically sung her


    words.


    Alora had a beautiful singing voice, one that enchanted and hypnotized everyone within hearing,


    everyone but her family, when she bothered to sing. In fact, it was because of her family that Alora


    rarely sang, so when she did, it was truly a special asion.


    Damien was the only one she would sing for whenever he asked her to. They had a special bond,


    one he hoped meant they were fated to be each other’s mate.


    “Really now, and just who do you think it is?” Darien asked in a drawl.


    “Serenity Mountainmover.” Alora said, her tone bright, almost gloating.


    Darien coughed, his face twisted in a wry expression, he should have known. “That obvious, am 17”


    he asked her.


    “You’ve been staring longingly at her for weeks.” Alora said, her look gentled, and a genuinely


    happy smile was on her face.


    Alora truly hoped it was Serenity because she liked the female. Serenity was one of those beings


    who was genuinely good, all the way to their soul, but she was also mischievous, like her best friend


    here. They would make the cutest of mated couples in Alora’s opinion.


    Axel,ughed at Darien, his humanoid had indeed been too obvious with his staring “You have


    practically drooled while staring at that tasty looking redhead. “He said to Darien.


    Darien growled at his wolf. “Like you don’t roll around every time her scent blows our way.” Property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    This shut Axel up. “Yes well, it’s all that hair. There is so much of the fiery mass, I just want to stick


    my face in it and see if it’s as warm as it smells…I mean


    kseks.” Burien added thest part qu?kly, but there was no saving home||


    Alors Aigbest, she couldn’t help it, and when Darien Mushed, sheughed i me. “Yeah, yeah, keep


    loghing. What are you gong to do if you find a mate today?


    He asked her


    The words were out of her mo uth before she even realized the said them. “Hope he doesn’t reject


    me on the spot. Her eyes widened and she covered her m outh


    with both hand


    Dansen gave her a look from the corner of his eye. “Tell me you’re not expecting to be rejected” He


    asked.


    “Let’s just say it’s best to prepare for the worst and hope for the best” Alora said after a moment,


    sighing after she gave her answer.


    Darien didn’t sit there and try to talk his friend into believing the had no reason to fear being


    rejected, knew it would be a waste of breath and would just annoy Alora Darien honestly didn’t


    believe anyone, but his brother Damien deserved to be Alora’s mate.


    Daren didn’t say it though. “If anyone deserved to have a mate that would worship the ground, she


    walked upon…its Alora.”Darien said to his wolf.


    “On this we are agreed. Damien and Zone absolutely would” Axel said, having been thinking the


    same way Darien was “And you are right to think the would deny ever bring worthy much to have


    them as her mate.”


    “Howe yetu sound like some Ancient Councilwyer whenever you get serious?” Darien asked


    his wolf.


    “I’m an old soul, sue me.”Axel snapped at Darien with a growl, making Darienugh.


    They pulled into the school parking lot, Alora had taken over his radio and was ying her


    extremely eclectic music list. His radio was currently sting Notorious by Neoni. The base was


    turned up loud enough to shake the doors if they were not properly insted. An upgrade he got


    after the first car ride with Alora


    She liked her music loud enough to drown out her own thoughts sometimes. Using it as a type of


    therapy when she couldn’t take it anymore. He knew she had more than a few songs that helped


    talk her away from suicide.


    They say music can save people, seeing it do just that for his friend, more of a sister really, had him


    making a lot of sound specific changes to his vehicles, and having more than a few requirements


    when it came to their motorcycle gear. Like linking Bluetooth motorcycle helmets with surround


    sound and ambient sound capability


    He always carried some kind of headphones or earbuds with him, as well as a portable speaker,


    with bass boost of course, in his pack. Alora did too, she’d been gifted a lot of her tech. It wasn’t just


    his brother who loved and adored Alora, his parents did too. Alora may not think it possible, but to


    them, she wasn’t just another Pack Wolf, she was family.


    I parked the car, but didn’t turn off the carpletely yet, just the motor. Darien could see Alora was


    lost in thought, her face didn’t show any expression, but he knew not to look at Alora’s expression


    when it came to judging her mood. His brother said it all those years ago.


    “Her eyes talk even when her face doesn’t.” Damien had looked so sad when he said that, but then,


    he had caught her trying to slit her wrists by the river earlier that day


    Damien had said he knew something was wrong the moment he met her eyes that morning, when


    she disappeared from school, he immediately went looking for her. When things got to be too much,


    the spot where Damien and his father had found Alora the day they met, was her go-to ce.


    Damien had gone there first, and said he took the knife from her just in time. Alora never actually


    told them what was happening at home, they could only guess. With her haunted eyes, and the


    willingness to end her and even her wolf’s life, they could only assume the worst.


    Alora didn’t have any scars though, he had seen her with an injury so deep, it should have left a


    scar, but it did not. The moment Alora healed, it was like nothing happened. Making it quite easy for


    her family to hide the severity of their abuse. He had never heard of that happening to any species


    except Vampires. With Vampires, every scar they did have was worn on their Sprites skin, not their


    humanoid skin.


    “Are you absolutely positive Allister is your father?” Darien asked Alora.


    The song had ended, and he had turned the car off. Darien’s abrupt questioning of her parentage


    had Alora snapping out of her thoughts and looking at Darien with a wry grin on her face.


    “Unfortunately.” Alora answered.


    “What about Bettina, surely she’s not your real mother?” Darien asked in a hopeful tone.


    Looking at her, goofball of a friend, Alora’s smile got bigger. “I wish, but your mother is the one who


    delivered me, so even the can verify that truth.” Alora said with amusement,ughing at the overly


    exaggerated expression of lost hope on Darien’s face.


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    What kind of father would look lustfully at his daughter? But Allister looked that way at Alora, looking


    at her breasts and as s.


    ere.