Raelyn’s POV
I watch as Isaac opens the small jewellery box for the fourth time, running his fingers over the beautifully carved wood as his gazes moves warmly over the plush deep red inlay. After trying to find out anything about his mother’s tastes, the Beta had finally mentioned that she had a lot of necklaces and bracelets that his father had bought her over the years. Seems Mrs Stokes was quite the magpie and did have a love of sparkly things.
As we’d wandered around a jewellery store, seeing if anything caught Isaac’s eye, I had moved over to a small display case that had gorgeous storage boxes. Joining me, Isaac had pointed to one that turned out to be made of Thuya that had a reddish hue to it. The top was inlaid with a lighter wood to create an intricate pattern and upon seeing
