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A lingering suspicion turned into the well late revelation when the older woman turned around. The star on her chest was all Halo needed to see to get punched in the face with what should have been obvious from the moment she had seen the elder’s face. Of course. When the woman’s hand rose to touch the blood-red tattoo, Halo wanted to do the same, wanted to reach out and touch her grandmother and her legacy. Instead of doing this the young girl let slender fingers brush over her own skin, right beneath the collar bone on the upper right of her chest. This changed everything. The teenager lifted her gaze from the chaos star to gaze into that lonely gold eye. The girl’s ruby eyes intensified from a sparkle of fire into a large wildfire. The hybrid’s oversized ears folded in a hesitant wave of disbelief before the evidence again turned that disbelief into realization once again. It really was her grandmother. Who would have believed she was still around.
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If the Lykoi girl had seen Gabriel as a saint, then Kaena was God in all her glory. The dark girl had never bothered much to figure out what exactly her brothers thought of their (believed) long dead grandmother, but Halo had always had an unhealthy obsession with the great female Lykoi. Perhaps this was because Halo was the lone girl and had mainly been raised by her father. The girl’s eyes wandered over the older woman’s body, and the feeling of shame kicked in, as expected. What did Kaena think of her? Although the wolf in her was not as obvious as it should be, parts of the girl still screamed it. She was more wolf than anything else. What would her famous grandmother think of such a dirty granddaughter with the treacherous wolf running so strong in her veins? Halo’s face had not recovered enough to be able to dull down the expressions that made themselves apparent in the hybrid’s face as her mind worked on this unbelievable scene.
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There was another issue present as well. What the hell was Halo supposed to do now? More than anything, the girl wanted to touch the matron. She wanted to reach out and feel the warmth that she had so longed for. Her hand still brushed the empty spot on her own chest, and her nails dug into the skin, as if she finally realized that there was something missing. A smile finally broke out and settled on the girls lips, and could only bloom to one of her most beautiful and dazzling smiles. These had usually been faked and reserved for those individuals she wanted to attempt to control, but today it was served because an uncommon amount of happiness exploded inside her chest and spread through her body. It was really her!
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”Kaena!” the girl managed to press out. Her body crouched slightly as if the girl planned to throw herself straight at the much older woman. However, Halo managed to stay where she was, in lack of any good reaction. Instead of risking to do anything that might could turn the woman into a cold version of Gabriel as he had appeared on the borders, the girl attempted to leash some of the overly joyful emotions that rushed through her. Roses bloomed on her delicate cheeks, under the already copperish red fur, thankfully invisible. ”I thought you were dead..” the girl whispered, unable to remove her eyes from her grandmother’s form, her adoration more than obvious.
