We're sitting in my uncle's office waiting for him to speak.
"Annalynn what you heard the other night is true. I am your father. That being said you do not have a mate it's impossible. Your a white moon wolf. I especially refuse for you to have a mate from the southern pack. The pack that killed my mate and your mother. who was probably here to kill you."
At that I looked at Thomas knowing he did hold a knife up behind me. Being told my uncle is really my father and what I heard was correct. I sat there in shock.
" I am her mate and I can prove it." Thomas argued. " I am a black moon wolf we are destined together."
"That's I'm possible. There hasn't been one in a thousand years." my (father) the king said.
At those words Thomas shifted showing us his black wolf with a white crescent moon on his right hip. The perfect opposite to my wolf.