CARLOS POV
We stood by without pressing for her to speak up.
Bianca murmured and turned away from us, gazing into the distance.
"I have a confession to make. I'm really not a full wolf shifter shifter. My mom is a human, so I'm a mutt."
She looked back at us, and she had such a weak demeanor all over. Maybe she anticipated that we should despise her for what her identity was.
"What's more? That doesn't alter the manner in which I see you," I said obviously, shrugging.
"Same for me," Fletcher looked confused about why Bianca appeared to anticipate that our perspectives about her should be different on the grounds that she was a mutt. Then, at that point, her appearance turned irate.
"Stand by, did someone hurt you in view of what your identity is?"
Bianca peered do
