“Headmaster Black was very understanding about it. He doesn’t want us to let the whole world know about it while you’re a student, but he understands that it’s out of our control. He was also very intrigued, to say the least, that you have three mates. As far as anyone knows, this has never happened to any werewolf in history. Until now.”
“Why is it happening to me, though?” I questioned. “Of all wolves, why me?”
“The only theory we came up with is that you’re the only remaining Ancient.”
I supposed that theory made more sense than anything else at this point. It was crazy to think that I truly may have been a werewolf who was…I didn’t even know how old.
“How old are you? And the other Ancients?” I asked Rhys. “The other Darken and I were born in 1401,” he replied. “The Ancients were b
