I stared at myself in the full body mirror, eyes wide in shock and slight fear. I tried backing up but Mack was there. Jason came up beside me, put his hand on my back and said, " We told you, Carlie. You’re a werewolf." I whimpered, “No… I can’t be…” And that was when Mack spoke up harshly. “You’re a damn werewolf, Carlie, GET OVER it. We all went through this too, the first Shift. But we were expecting it, we knew. For some reason your parents, your IDIOT parents, kept you in the dark about your true bloodline.” At this I interruped him.

“My IDIOT parents are DEAD, Mack. They died when I was a kid, a car accident and then something at the hospital.”

They all fell silent at this. A tear dripped through my lush mohogany fur, splashing onto my black paw. Finally Mack spoke up. “Something at the hospital? Do you know what?”

“No I don’t! I was a kid, Mack, a kid! My sister might know… But I can’t find her. When I was ten she—” I was cut off when a figure stepped out from behind Jason. “Aline?” I gaped.