When the Lights Go
I replied calmly, "Got it."
Darren paused, clearly caught off guard. Then, he found his words again.
"The eighteenth of next month is a day blessed by the Moon Goddess. That's the day for our big ceremony."
There was an unusual softness in his voice, something I had not heard from him before.
Before I could even respond, a sultry moan crackled through the phone.
It was Betty.
They were together, even as he talked to me.
A dull ache spread through the wolf inside me. With the pain, tears started to spill over.
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