Werewolf

The Necklace They Gave Me Last

by Ladywoffie

On the day of the family's "Legacy Day," Dad announced he was giving us necklaces blessed by our ancestors.Everyone got one. Everyone except me.My older brother Leon received an obsidian necklace. Even the old butler who'd served our household for twenty years got a protective charm to calm his mind.The most beautiful one—a moonstone wrapped in rare runes, glowing with soft holy light—was gently placed around Mia's neck by our father.Mia is my little sister. She's been a rare white wolf since birth, but she's always been frail. She accepted it with delight.I stood at the very edge, running on no sleep after just returning from border patrol. I stepped forward and instinctively reached out my hand.But my Dad didn't even look at me.Click.The velvet box snapped shut in front of everyone. That sharp sound of the lid closing jolted me fully awake.Father dusted off his hands. "Yours isn't urgent. We'll talk about it later."My eyes stung. I walked over to Mother, who stood to the side."Mom, what about me? Why does even the butler get one, but not me?"Mother just told me to wait a little longer.Just then, Mia coughed from the cold wind. My future mate, Garrett Whitfield, immediately took off his coat and wrapped it around her, escorting her all the way into the warm room.I stood alone in the biting wind, pulled out my phone, and replied to a warrior invitation message from the Silver Creek pack next door—one that had been sitting there for a week.

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