My Father and I talked for a while. He asked about my life. I was happy I could tell him I had a happy childhood. It ended rather abruptly at eighteen but up until that point, it had been relatively normal, for a human. He told me about my Mother. He said she looked a lot like me. I had his coloring though. My Mother had been more fair skinned with brown hair. She also had blue eyes but her eyes were different than mine. My eyes were my Father's. He told me about my brothers. Thomas was the eldest and would one day be Alpha. He struggled with the responsibility. He was only 19. He hadn't found his mate and was not ready to settle. He told me Thomas was sweet but wild. Michael was his opposite. Michael was very serious and bookish. He was only 17 and was dreading finding a mate. He was an i
