The word felt strange and enormous and completely certain all at once. "I don't have a wolf. I've never had a wolf. I don't know what I am....you know something Mom, don't you. About what I am. About why I never shifted.
And you're lying there and you can't tell me and I....." She stopped. Pressed her hand flat against the cold glass. "I'm not angry. I'm not. I just....I need to understand what's happening to me mama."
She came back to the chair. Sat down. Took her mother's hand again.
Mama, You should have heard father talk about the Blackwood triplet.
They are ruthless and they are feared by both young and old across all packs,
They rule the Northern Territories and according to Agnes, Their head maid they know our alpha which means they also know Papa.
