Farore was her name, and her words brought roundness to the alpha’s lavender coated eyes. ”Sister?” the word was repeated as if in disbelief, but he did not doubt the young woman’s words. The similarities in scents as well as appearance spoke silent truth alone. ”Nayru came to Dahlia de Mai alone when she was very young. I did not know she had any sisters.” Conor was deeply intrigued now; caramel coated ears perking and alert. He could have been dissatisfied with the fact that Nayru had never mentioned any of this to him, but Conor was not a control freak and definitely not one to hold grudges.
There were more questions forming on the alpha’s tongue. ”How did you find her?” A gentle smile remained, apologetic in nature, for he would not be able to stop the questions that filled his head. Questions had remained unanswered for so long and the younger canine before him could help her obtain answer, finally. It was a most valid excuse to stay within the Dahlian territory, but Conor had forgotten all about strangers and trespassers by now.
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