I nod silently, as my mother takes a deep breath, obviously preparing herself for whatever she needs to tell me.
‘I had a sister’ she starts reluctantly, her fingers playing absentmindedly with my own as she talks.
‘Aunt Amelia’ I reply, my mother’s younger sister. There are four years between her and my mother. She had found her mate in my mother’s old pack and was still there now. Sometimes we’d go to visit.
My mother shakes her head, ‘I had another sister’ she murmurs, ‘her name was Bethany. She was popular when we were kids, pretty, and hung out with the cool kids at school. I had already met your father when she had her claiming, lived here, so I wasn’t around when it happened.’
I frown but don’t speak, waiting for the older woman to continue. ‘Her wolf called out just like she wa
