“You’re not marked,” Bethany said. Heather shrugged.
It had been over two weeks since she’d spent a week alone with David.
She’d heard the whispers and was tired of the confused looks. Everyone seemed to expect an explanation, including her sister, but she didn’t have one to give. Heather was just as confused about her so-called mating as everyone else in their pack.
David and she had perfected the art of avoidance. She’d only seen him in passing a couple of times since the night he came into her room and saved her from her nightmares. She yearned for more but felt helpless to understand the full scope of her emotions.
Bethany had pity in her voice. “There will be other full moons.”
Heather didn’t want anyone feeling sorry for her. The last thing she wanted to do was talk about her lo
