I was in my grade 12 when I heard the most shocking news of my life. Never had I imagined that the day will come not to talk of it coming this soon. I was in the class in a school for just us werewolves when I heard my name over the PA system - "Andrea Brigadier please report to my office"
I was quite surprised, though my father was an alpha and I was used to getting my name called by everyone and anyone, her tone sounded a bit shaky like she were sad. I left the class to meet her in her office and she looked at me almost in tears. Our principal was really emotional. The slightest thing would make her cry a river. I just sat there staring at her as she wiped away her tears. She tried to communicate with me but the proper words didn't just come out. Moments later, she gathered enough courage to speak.
"I hate to be the person to tell you this but...your parents are dead" Mrs Patricia said.
