I think I am in a movie or something. Perhaps I hit my head on the way to my rented room, and I'm imagining things. That would make more sense than my mates telling me they are royalty and that all their family is related to different species. Related as in they are mates with the royalty of fairies, vilas, and dragons. The worst part is I feel they have to tell me something else, but they are holding back for some reason.
What else can they tell me? What could be so bad that they won't tell me? Am I going to explode or something?
"Okay, so, to sum it up," I cleared my throat to continue. "Your older brother is the werewolf king, his mate is a blessed wolf, and they have four kids. Your older sister is mated to a polar bear, who is also the king of polar bears, and they have seven kids
