Chapter 39: His Promise
AVELINE
His eyes finally left hers to meet mine, but I avoided him, which made a deep, territorial growl emit from his lips.
Syra, thinking his reaction was because of her, quickly chirped in.
"I just wanted to show the Luna what these are meant for."
She said, her hands holding onto the collar like her dear life depended on it, and I found it weird.
"Why would a collar be hung around your neck like a dog? Isn't it more fashionable on the waist, with maybe a black or red flare dress?"
I chirped in, not able to hold my thoughts as I heard Taylor burst into laughter and Christy followed behind. I almost even saw a smile hang on Thorne's lips before he quickly masked it.
But I couldn't find anything funny about it.
Did I say something wrong?
I watched as Syra
