TYSON
She quietly cried in the front seat, her tears spilling down her cheeks, chin, and neck. Seeing her like that pained me and broke my heart. I absolutely hated it and was ready to destroy entire cities to make her happy again. Once we were on our way, I asked, "When you said you don't have a wolf, what does that mean?"
"It means exactly what it sounds like. I. Don't. Have. A. Wolf. I can't shift. I'm basically just a human."
"But how? How is that possible? Your twin has one and you smell like a werewolf…"
"Because I made a dumb mistake seven years ago. I was only twelve and really stupid, and now I don't have a wolf anymore." She began sobbing again, and I decided to stop with the questions for the time being. But I still wanted to know more. I wanted to know everything. And, most
