[Abbie’s POV]
I listen quietly, staying out of sight while Austin and William talk. Of course, I didn’t mean to come out and find them talking about such things, but I was thirsty and was simply going to the kitchen to get something to drink. How was I to know they’d be talking about their father’s strong dislike of our associating with each other, but that wasn’t the thing that bothered me the most. The thing that bothered me the most was that it sounded like they were questioning my identity.
Is my wolf and what I did so weird? Did it mean that maybe there was something different about me? Something that sets me aside from everyone else?
Frowning, I try to consider it, but I just can’t seem to find anything odd.
No point in worrying. I sigh, deciding that maybe this was just the twin
