"You said my grandmother was a rogue wolf leader," Elena said quietly, barely speaking above a whisper. She was afraid someone might hear her.
Mira nodded slowly, looking serious. "Her name was Althea. She was very powerful. Too powerful. The council were scared of her, so they tried to hunt her. She disappeared before you were born, but her blood is still in you." The words felt heavy and important.
Elena sat on a chair close to the fire, holding an old leather book that Mira had given her. The fire from the chimney moved across her face, showing how confused she looked. Her hands was shaking as she looked through pages full of strange pictures and old stories. Her heart was beat fast.
"So this whole time... I had wolf blood in me," Elena said, her voice shaking. "I wasn't just a regu
