Alice stared at Evelyn.
Jake stared at Evelyn.
Evelyn stared at absolutely nobody.
Which was never a good sign.
Not once in Alice's entire life had Grandma Avoiding Eye Contact meant anything positive.
"...Grandma."
Nothing.
"Grandma."
Still nothing.
"Grandma Evelyn Rae."
Evelyn blinked.
"...Yes, sweetheart?"
Alice narrowed her eyes.
"Start talking."
Jake looked almost impressed.
His wolf, however, was very proud.
Mate brave.
Mate scary.
Mine.
Jake ignored it.
Mostly.
Evelyn sat slowly in the old attic chair and looked at the necklace in Alice's hands.
For a moment she just stared at it.
Like it carried memories she wished she could forget.
Finally she spoke.
"Long before the werewolf packs existed the way they do now, there were Moonborn."
Alice immediately frown
