I eagerly shifted towards Auntie Jessica, my heart pounding with curiosity. "Auntie Jessica, was my mother's best friend raised in the Royal pack?"
"Yes, she was. Her parents still live here on the other side of town. Her mother is a Were witch."
"A Were witch?"
"Yes, her mother is both a werewolf and a witch. The strongest witch around. Let's go over and meet them. They're by the steaks."
I nodded eagerly. "Please, let's find them. I have so many questions."
As we neared them, my stomach churned with nerves. My adoptive mother was a spitting image of my biological father, a feminine mirror of her father. I urgently reached out to Brock and my brother through our mind link. I needed them here with me.
I smiled as we approached the couple, my heart throbbing in my chest. "Your eyes
