We sat there in silence for at least ten minutes. No noise coming from his end or mine but I could hear him breathing through the line so I knew he was just letting me process his words.
“Okay.” I finally broke the silence. “How?”
“Austin doesn’t know.” He ignored my question and what he said surprised me.
How could his own brother not know? It made a little sense as I knew Austin wasn’t a wolf, but how he couldn’t know completely confused me.
“I was adopted.” He started his explanation. “My mom had a best friend and she was a witch, they grew up together. Then she met a wolf, my father. He ran with the wrong crowd when they were young and my mom warned her but she didn’t listen. He was the alpha of a pack known for their destruction and lack of mercy but she didn’t care, she fell fo
