I was never human

Oh boy!

I stand, staring blankly at my daughter. I clearly know very little about her, so her surprisingly fiery attitude was a bit unexpected. If I really take a look and remember all the things she's said to me thus far, I shouldn't be that shocked. She's been bold with her statements since the moment she woke up. She's not necessarily rude, but sugar coat is not in her vocabulary, which I'm learning is very extensive. I was about to say something when my other daughter, Sierra, said something that I also wasn't expecting.

"Why do you keep speaking on your mom? She's not here. Didn't she just die or something? Isn't that why you're here?"

I snapped my neck down towards her, but before I could reprimand her, I heard a commotion.

"WHOA! WHOA!! EASY, GIRL!"

I looked up to see Kwen making her way hurriedly towards Sierra. She squealed and hid behind me. Kyle and Brody were quick to stop her in her tracks before she attacked her sister. She had a death glare that I could see from a mile away, and she had set her sights on Sierra.

"They stopped me this time. You don't get a second."

Her warning was clear and finite. Damn... maybe she had more of me in her than I first thought.

"Don't you ever speak on my mother like that again. Sister or not, I will lay you out?"

"Ha! How when you're just a human?"

Kwen raised a brow in a challenging manner.

"Care to find out?"

The murmuring around me grew louder as everyone watched this spectical play out. No one could do anything, especially since they were both my daughters. Before things escalated further, I stepped in.

"Ok, ok. Cool it, you two."

I looked behind me towards Sierra and gave her a stern look.

"Sierra, what you said to your older sister was out of line and wrong. How would you feel if someone said that about your mother right after she died?"

She looked shocked and hurt by my words. Her eyes became misty, and she shook her head.

"No! My mom is strong. She wouldn't die like a stupid human."

"Is your brain malfunctioning or something? Or are you hard of hearing? Say something slick again. I dare you."

Again, Sierra jumped, scared. That look in Kwen's eyes could leave a permanent impression on you.

"Sierra, enough! Apologize right now to her!"

She looked at me, surprised that I would make her, either apologize to my new daughter, or that I make her do it in front of everyone. I didn't care which, but this is a lesson for everyone. Kwen is my daughter, and I will not tolerate or accept disrespect towards her, human or not. Sierra began to cry, and my heart hurt a little at the sight, but I remained firm.

"Honey, she's sorry. Look at her. Don't embarrass her any further."

My mate came and stepped beside me, holding on to my arm as my daughter embraced her leg. I sighed and nodded my head but gave her a look.

"I expect never to hear those words again come across your lips, Sierra, or there will be further punishment. Do I make myself clear, young lady?"

She nodded as she still cried, wiping at her eyes. I sighed and turned my attention back to Kwen. She stood unashamed, unwavering. Her eyes held deep hurt and anger. In this moment, she reminded me so much like her mother. The moment she popped into my head, an instant headache crept its way in. I rubbed my temple and cleared my mind of thoughts of her. Focusing back on my child in front of me, I look at her.

"Kwen. This is your little sister. You can't threaten her like that. She's young, so try not to take what she says too much to heart."

She raised a brow and tilted her head.

"So, because she's younger and supposedly doesn't know what's she's talking about, I'm just supposed to allow her to say whatever to me? Would you allow anyone to speak on your mother like that, deceased or not? If so, that's crazy."

I frowned at her tone. I had to admit, she's right. I wouldn't allow anyone to speak about my mother like that, and she's alive. No way would that fly if she was dead. But her attitude needed to be checked.

"Watch yourself, young lady. I understand your upset, but I am your father. I will not tolerate disrespect, even from you."

She visibly took a breath and sighed deeply, looking more relaxed.

"Sorry."

She whispered out softly. I nodded my head at her and gave her a small smile.

"It's alright. Now, can you apologize to your sister for scaring her?"

She looked at me like I was crazy.

"Why should I? Did she apologize to me? All she did was cry, and your wife talked her out of giving me one. Should I start crying, too?"

Oh, boooooyyyy... she's gonna be a handful, I see. She's quick-witted, and she doesn't hold back.

"You are gonna need to get a handle on that mouth of yours, little girl. Talking back like that is not acceptable. I thought your mother taught you manners?"

I looked at Lisa and gave her a look, then flipped my head back towards Kwen. She had a confused look on her face.

"So hard of hearing runs in the family. Got it."

Before it could go any further, I cut in to keep it short.

"We'll all have a conversation later about this. As of right now, come here, Kwen. Her face still scrunched up. She made her way to me. I pulled her in front of me and rested both my hands on her tiny shoulders.

"Everyone, this is my daughter. She's actually my oldest child. Introduce yourself."

She looked up at me and nodded her head, turning back to everyone. Her once hard demeanor returning back to her soft, loving self.

"Hi... um... my name is Kwenali Emerie Moore. But everyone calls me Kwen. That's with a KW, not a QU, haha."

Some people chuckled at her small joke. She continued.

"I'm currently 12 right now... umm... I don't know much about wolves and all that, but I'm eager and willing to learn. I hope to get to know all of you and uhhh... yea."

She shrugged her shoulders and smiled sheepishly at everyone. With her hair up and out of her face, everyone was able to see her beautiful features.

"I know most, if not all of you, have questions. Feel free to ask away."

I looked down at her and, with my eyes, asked if this was ok. She smiled at me.

"They gonna find out about me one way or another. Might as well be now."

I nodded and looked back out to the crowd. One raised a hand, and I nodded for them to speak.

"Why are we just now meeting her?"

"She's the by-product of a relationship I had for 3 years before I met my mate. Once I met her, me and her mother split amicably. She never got the chance to tell me she was pregnant, since the same day she was gonna tell me, I told her of who I really was and that I found my mate... not my finest hour."

Some chuckled, lightly understanding my plight. I went on.

"For 12 years, Kwen has lived with her mother. I only just recently found out about her because her mother passed away. She didn't think telling her about me would do anyone any good and wanted to raise her on her own. But she couldn't any longer and made a plan to let me know about her in the event that she did die. Which is how we're here."

Everyone had sorrowful looks and gazes that went towards my daughter. She didn't seem to look away from anyone. She held all their gazes. I looked at her with pride. My daughter was strong. Another raised their hand.

"So she is human?"

I nodded.

"Yes, she is. We've never had a human/wolf hybrid before, so not much is known at the moment. As of right now, she's just my beautiful human daughter. I'm not sure if she'll later receive a wolf or any wolf attributes, but it doesn't matter either way. She's mine regardless. Both Axel and I have a connection with her, and she has my family scent."

She looked up at me again and smiled. I looked down at her and kissed her forehead, letting her know I meant what I said. The same person who asked the last question asked another unexpected one.

"If she doesn't have a wolf, why is her hair silver?"

I froze at the question and looked up at everyone. People started whispering amongst themselves, all in awe of a human girl who is part wolf but doesn't have one. But somehow, has inherited the signature of someone blessed by the Moon Goddess. That gift just so happened to run in my mom's side of the family. Every few generations, a new she wolf would be blessed by the Moon Goddess. Her touch is known through the coloring of her hair, which would always be silver. The amount of silver varied from person to person. But no one has ever had a full head of silver hair. Nor were they born with it. It usually developed as the she wolf grew older and deemed worthy of the gift. So, the fact that my daughter, part wolf, but mostly human had this hair color and from birth, was hard to contend with. I don't want or need any rumors roaming about her and the 'potential ' she may have. So, I need to clarify as much as possible.