"But, no, that can't be possible," Louisa failed to come to terms with Elder Fredrick's words.
"What can't be possible?"
"I remember my parents and where we lived before they died, and it certainly wasn't a werewolf pack." She shifted restlessly in her chair as waves of pain washed through her.
Maybe the doctor was right; she needed to spend a bit more time under his care. But she also needed to hear the story of her past. Fredrick must have noticed her discomfort, for he suggested she lay down on his bed. She agreed gratefully, allowing him to guide her to the bed in the corner of the room. After she was settled, Fredrick moved his chair closer to the bed and sat down again, staring at her face.
"A long time ago before you were even born, your father was a member of our pack. Every w
