Chapter 23 Her sorrow
“You don’t understand!” Ca ssandra shouted, and then suddenly, she broke into a fit of heavy s obs. The healer’s knees buckled slightly as she cried, and her chest heaved as she fought to breathe. Her copper hair fell into her face and her cheeks flushed pink.
I stood there, completely stunned and unsure of what to do.
For the briefest of seconds, she reminded me of Cora.
Cora had once said the exact same phrase to me once many years ago when she thought I’d lost a pendant she once gave me.
It had been the first time I’d been allowed to join the Crescent Pack’s hunting group, and furthermore, the first time I’d been allowed to enter the hunting zone of the forest in Anemond. I’d admittedly been a little nervous, but Cora was absolutely terrified. She was always looking out for my well-being and cared so deeply for me
which meant the world.
I remembered putting on a brave face, but that wasn’t enough for Cora. So, one day, she came over to my house and presented me with a pendant. It was a gorgeous thing- white gold with a moonstone at its center, ringed by tiny, sparkling diamonds. The necklace was one of the most beautiful things I’d ever seen.
“What is this?” I’d asked.
“It was my mother’s,” Cora explained, and her lips curled into a sad smile. She never spoke about her mother, but I knew the memory brought her pain.
“It’s lovely,” I said, and then my brow furrowed. “Why did you bring it?” “It’s for you to wear,” she said, and before I could protest, she leaned in close and wrapped the chain around my neck. I was still confused, but I let her do it anyway. When the clasp was fastened, the moonstone settled against my skin. It was cold,
but the sensation had been pleasant, comforting somehow.
“I don’t understand,” I said. “Why do you want me to wear your mother’s necklace.”
“It’s a good luck charm,” Cora insisted, and this time, her smile was brilliant. “Wear it with you into the forest. My mother will protect you just as she did me.”
Her smile was so earnest that for a moment, the entire world faded away. Coral had that effect. She was so sweet and so kind that I could hardly grasp just how much she cared.
Not only that but there was a comfort in knowing that Cora’s mother could be watching me. My own mother died right after I was born. I hadn’t gotten a chance to know her, so something about the idea of having a maternal presence with me during my first hunting festival meant a lot.
Days later, it was time for the festival. I’d worn the necklace under my shirt, and something about it helped my bravery. My nerves faded away almost instantly, despite the darkness of the forest, and when I howled along with the rest of the Crescent Pack, I swore I could feel someone watching over me.
When I returned from the festival, I decided to stop by Cora’s house. The entire time, I began to wonder if the necklace had really helped or if it was just in my head. It didn’t matter, but for some reason, my brain couldn’t let go of the small sense of
doubt.
I was a very young man back then, and despite my upbringing, there was a little mischief in my mind. I couldn’t help but be co cky and a little tricksy. So, on the way there, I decided to play a joke on Cora.
“Asher!” she greeted me at the door when I arrived. “How was the festival?”
“It was fine,” I said, and then I pretended to be sad. “But something happened.”
Cora’s eyes widened. She brushed her blonde hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ear, just as she always did when she was nervous.
“What happened?” she asked, and her eyebrows creased together in concern.
“Well… it’s about your mother’s necklace,” I said, and Cora gasped.
“Where is it?” she demanded, and her eyes fell to my throat.
“I think I lost it in the forest,” I said, and immediately, Cora burst into tears. Her knees had buckled as her chest heaved with heavy s obs, and I regretted the joke immediately. I’d never seen her cry so hard, and I felt awful for playing tricks on her.
“Cora, wait,” I insisted, and I reached into my pocket and pulled out the necklace. “I was just kidding, it’s right here!”
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I've been invested to an extent. Here on page 115 the mistakes have gotten so bad though. Chunks of the story is off or missed completely. I'm not sure if there was any editing when the story was posted from where it was obtained. It's cringe to read atp....