“Though everyone thought he was okay, I knew there was something wrong because this wasn't how he changed after what happened.”
“What happened?” Now my interest was piqued.
She looked around as if someone might be lurking around. “His parents were slain,” she whispered, still looking around.
“They were murdered? By whom?”
“The werewolves. Your people.” She leaned back in her chair, with her gaze fixed solely on me. “Though I'm not blaming you for that.”
“Which pack?”
This reminded me of the incident that took my parents' life. I knew it was too much of a coincidence. That bastard Gervais knows what happened to our parents.
“Dunno.” She shrugged. “It was a dreary time. The Alpha was just a teen, eleven years, then. As a little boy, he bore the weight of rulership. It didn't even h
