Chapter 27

him.” Jake came off sounding more like he was warning Lelandi than breaking news.

Trevor showed up. He can watch over Lelandi if you take her to the guest room. The meeting will then begin," stated Darien.

I'll do it.

Back in the living room on the prowl, Jake. Lelandi noted there was silence in the kitchen when he helped her from the couch. Both she and Darien were eager to hear what Silva had to say about her sister.

As Jake carried her upstairs, she took in the numerous images of mountain wildflowers that were displayed on the walls. Gorgeous, vibrant, and vivid: golden mountain dandelions, pink milkweed that resembles starbursts, purple thistle, and lavender columbine poking out from the base of an alpine grove. "Who took these pictures?"

Jake's gloomy face lightened a bit. “Me.”

“Oh.” She guessed that Darien might have snatched them. She wanted to learn more about the gray who had claimed her sister as his mate despite knowing that she shouldn't care. Jake remarked as if he had read her mind, "Darien doesn't have any true hobbies." Too occupied taking care of the pack, running two enterprises, and maintaining the village. One lupus garou has a lot of responsibility here.

He has a large group supporting him.

Jake grinned smugly at her as he led her inside a room. Despite it being October, the air was filled with the most beautiful summertime flowery perfume thanks to the abundance of rose and wildflower arrangements that clogged an antique dresser and one of the bedside tables. He quickly gave the

She was placed in a king-sized, white eyelet bed with flowers and a shake of the head following that. worthy of a princess

Silva entered the room quickly with Lelandi's movie, some jeans, and an extra pillow. "Tom, Bertha Hastings, Nurse Grey, and a few other people sent the flowers. Likewise, four hidden admirers She handed her a card that she had taken out of a vase of wildflowers. 'From me'

a fierce fighter indeed! Girl, go after them! I'll buy you a margarita next! Silva, your pal.

Lelandi was able to smile with sincere grogginess. Silva, I'm grateful. I can't begin to express my gratitude for everything you've done for me.

Jake made his way to the door. If any of us are needed, holler. 'Will do' As Jake closed the door, Silva gave Lelandi another card. "This one is unidentified. They probably hope Darien decides he doesn't want you, so that when he does, you'll be interested in one of them.

He wasn't really in it for her. He desired to be her sister.

Lelandi read the card aloud while feeling her throat tighten. "You certainly upset the peace, little lady. You'll make an excellent friend. from a person who desires a chance to be more than a friend.

She was given another by Silva. "The orders for the flowers were probably placed by the anonymous guys. I'll ask Rosie who sent them so I can find out.

I'm leaving to find my brother after I figure out what happened to my sister and deal with the bastard. Lelandi cast a glance at the card below.

For the best outcome, I've been keeping myself. Willing to dance, baby? I adore you."

She made a brief laugh. I'm not good at tango.

"I prefer rock and roll," she said. Silva the woman put her hands on her hips. I don't know who any of these guys could be, you know. Twelve red roses were waved at by her. I'll allow this person to hand you his card in person.

“Who?”

“Tom. Bertha Hastings is the source of these burgundy and gold mums. Until Darien and Sheriff Sheridan broke in and wrecked it, you kept your room as tidy as a pin, she says. I've got some flowers in a pot that they didn't manage to break to cheer you up. You young lady, get well. When you're feeling better, your room will be ready. Without cost. Bertha Hastings.’

She’s a sweet old lady. Really was worried about you.” Frowning, Silva touched her finger to her lips. “Hmm, one vase of flowers is conspicuously absent.”

“From whom?”

Silva wiggled her brows. “Darien. He probably didn’t want to order any without raising any more speculation about you and him. Rosie would have told the world.”

Lelandi took a tired breath and put her hand on her waist. “Jake didn’t send me any either.”

Silva laughed out loud. “He’s too cheap. Woe to the girl who ever tries to win his heart.”

“He could give her a framed photo of wildflowers.

They’re really lovely.”

“Don’t tell him you think so. That’s why they’re hidden on the staircase and not displayed in the living room for all to see. He loves doing it, but he doesn’t like for anyone to know.”

Except for Lelandi. She smiled at the contradiction. “Hmm, the vase of carnations are from a couple of \sgirls who are staying at Hastings Bed and Breakfast.

Caitlin and Minx. They said they worried about you when you were in the loft and hoped you were okay. I heard they’re sixteen and want to join the pack.”

Lelandi sighed. “How sweet of them to send me flowers.” She wondered which of the twins had found her crying over her sister’s letter that night. But she couldn’t help feeling touched that they cared enough to send her the carnations.

“Another anonymous guy. You sure made a stir.” Silva handed the card to Lelandi, then ruffled through another vase of flowers. “I don’t see who this one is from.”

“Stay around and get to know me, why don’t you, honey? I’ll be seeing you. A fun-loving lupus garou,” \sLelandi read out loud. “I’m surprised these guys showed any interest.”

“It’s the alpha in you. Turns them on.” Silva bent down to retrieve a card off the floor. “Here it is.” Her brow furrowed and she cast Lelandi a condemning look. “I thought you said your parents were dead.”