Della’s POV
My hands subconsciously reached out underneath my shirt to pull something. The black string resting around my neck revealed the captivating and cold pendant hanging on it.
I looked down, staring at it. It was the necklace he had given me after he had looked into my prophecy. He told me to always wear it, and so I did.
It’s a metal shaped into a crescent moon with either end attached to the string. On its curve were three green wreaths with small jade in the middle. I never learned what it symbolized, but by the moon in it, I assumed it had something to do with us being werewolves.
“... You and Alpha Kylian had already formed a close connection with each other, and so have your wolves. Closer than anyone would expect you to have…”
That was what Lucas said to me before. Later, I realized that he was referring to my pup. Just as he predicted, it did happen.
But…