Kimberly couldn’t believe any of this. Her mom was a werewolf. All of this is crazy.

“I’ll get us more coffee.” Christine suddenly announced, walking to the coffee maker.

They hadn’t realized that their cups were almost empty until Christine spoke up. They were glad she did because, it helped ease the rising tension. She refilled all the mugs before joining them again. Alan took a deep sigh and continued.

“As werewolves, we usually find our mate at age eighteen, unless it takes longer due to some reasons.” he explained, stealing a glance at Roy who had his head low.

Kimberly caught him as he glanced at Roy and she...