That night, I’m grateful for the fact that the omegas have cooked a meal for us, even if I’m still somewhat uncomfortable with the arrangement. Grandpa and I were in agreement about telling Gracie the truth. Actually, I was extremely adamant that we tell her, and he came around, but we still can’t settle on how to do it, especially considering that we don’t even know if she’s a shifter or if mom broke her like she did to me.
Once I’m alone in my room, I text Alex like I promised. ‘How would you want to find out you’re a werewolf if you hadn’t known your whole life?”
He takes a few minutes to respond, and when he does, he’s suspicious. ‘okay, i know i should have said something, but i really thought anna or mister alfred would have told you.’
‘ALEX’ I text him. ‘I mean, yes, you’re right
