Marcus’ POV
As I sat there, trying to process the information my mother had just shared, I couldn't help but feel a sense of shock and confusion. Alpha of Fircone? What did that even mean? And what was Fircone?
My mother, sensing my confusion, reached out and placed a gentle hand on my arm. "It's a lot to take in, I know," she said softly. "But you need to understand your heritage, Marcus. You're a part of something much bigger than yourself."
I shook my head, trying to clear the fog from my mind. "What do you mean?" I asked again, feeling a sense of frustration growing inside me. "What is Fircone? And what does it have to do with me?"
My mother took a deep breath before speaking. "Fircone is a...a place," she said slowly. "A place where our kind gathers to share knowledge, to learn f
