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Making do with what you had.

I could appreciate that too.

“Listen, we just want to start by saying we’re really sorry for keeping this from you,” Isaac said.

Idrissa nodded.

“We didn’t want to. But Oscar and Kai insisted.”

I scowled.

“I forgive you,” I said. “As long as our promise holds true about being honest from now on.”

They both made the motion of a cross over their heart.

“We swear it,” Isaac said.

“Good. Can I ask you guys something then?”

“Anything,” Idrissa said.

“Was my dad really the alpha before he left?”

“Yeah.” Idrissa looked thoughtful. “It was before our time, obviously, but our parents have told us the pack history.”

“Do they know why he left?” I asked. “What drove him away?”

She shook her head. “No. I mean, no one knows for sure. There are theories. Rumors.” She shrugged. “But nothing concrete.”

“What does Oscar say?” Isaac asked.

“As little as possible about pretty much everything,” I said. “I just feel like I keep making mistake after mistake, and if someone would just explain it all to me, maybe it would keep me from making it worse.”

“You really had no idea about any of this,” Isaac said sadly. “About what you are or anything.”

“No.”

“Damn, girlie.” He grabbed my hand. “No one should have to find out like this. I’m sorry.”

“Thanks.” I offered him a small smile. “I’m so glad to have you both.”

Isaac sniffled and wiped a tear. “Me too. We’re going to tell you everything you need to know, okay?”

I nodded.

“Okay, here’s the facts,” Idrissa said, getting down to business like only Idrissa could. “Isaac and I are werewolves.”

“Wait. Oscar said you don’t like that term,” I said.

She rolled her eyes. “The older shifters think it’s offensive and stupid, but I think it sounds badass.” She grinned. “If Jacob can be a werewolf, so can I.”

I laughed. “Got it.”

“Anyway, like I said, Isaac and I are both wolves. In fact, basically, everyone in this town is a werewolf. And now that you know, they don’t want you to leave because they’re afraid you’re going to blab about it and the Men in Black will show up to run experiments on us or make us learn to fetch or whatever.”

I blinked, a little surprised at her candor. But also appreciative. Idrissa didn’t beat around the bush, and I loved her for that.

“Okay, that’s fair,” I said.