Annie's POV:
"Jack." Tino's voice went soft. "I knew your father, little one. I held you when you were no bigger than a loaf of bread. I'm Tino. Your father was my brother."
Jack paused for a moment, then pulled back the covers and jumped out of bed.
Tino scooped him up into his arms and lifted him high, making the boy giggle.
"Do you really know my dad?" Jack asked, his eyes sparkling. "What's he like? Is he awesome?"
"He's the bravest werewolf in the whole world," Tino said softly. "He can take on an entire pack of wolves all by himself."
I let them have a moment. Then I said, "Jack. Go back to bed. I need to talk to Uncle Tino."
"Why?!" Tino stared at me in disbelief. "Ironclaw is about to go to war! The Boulder Gang's army is already at the gates, you're right in the thick of th
