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come to find out, she was in the middle of all this mess too.
     
    A few minutes later, Siobhan’s voice called from the doorway. “Sarah.”
     
    “Come in.” She scooted back up onto the bed and crossed her legs, waiting for the explanation to crazy.
     
    Siobhan smiled and sat quietly in the recliner across from the bed. “What did they tell you?”
     
    “That a werewolf killed Brad. That I’m a werewolf. And that I’m a target for the same group that killed Brad.”
     
    Kate walked in quietly and leaned against the wall. Siobhan turned to her and nodded. “Yes, the Council wants you eliminated. They consider latents mistakes that need to be corrected. But, Sarah, let’s start with some history.”
     
    Shit. “Okay.” Why not? I’m still not going to believe you.
     
    “In the ancient times, magick was more openly practiced than it is today. I’m talking way back in ancient Greece. Werewolves and all other supernatural beings were invoked upon humanity by mages or what you might call magicians. Nowadays they are commonly called witches and warlocks. But I digress. Werewolves were originally created to make Spartan soldiers stronger. Pack-written histories say a god called Lycurgus created the first wolf-man, or werewolf. Lycurgus was actually a mage, not a god, but he really likes that title. From that first wolf came eleven family lines. The first of each family sits on the Council as an original. There is more to the Council, but we will stop there for now.”
     
    Holy shit! Kate acts like she knows this Lycurgus guy. How old are these people? “Why only eleven?” Fact or fiction, it was still an intriguing story.
     
    Siobhan interrupted her thoughts by continuing. “Those eleven can turn other humans into werewolves. Though all children and those born of others changed by the eleven are wolves, we do not carry the magick that enables us to change a full-blooded human into a supernatural. Only an original has that power.”
     
    “So you’re saying all werewolves orginated from those eleven?” Sarah asked, knowing disbelief was clearly written on her face.
     
    “Yes. Stefan Antipas, your great-great grandfather, and his sister, Renata, are decendants of an original and claim status as royalty. Other wolves, like the Michaels family, were changed via a transformation. They’re not part of the royal bloodlines,” Siobhan answered.
     
    “Are you?” Sarah asked.
     
    Siobhan smiled and shook her head. “No, my family isn’t royal either.”
     
    “But you’re trying to tell me I am?”
     
    “Yes.”
     
    “But I’m human.”
     
    “For all intents and purposes, yes, you’re human. But you have a wolf’s soul trapped within you.”
     
    “The dreams...”
     
    “Yes.”
     
    “It’s real?”
     
    “She’s very real.”
     
    “She?”
     
    “You’re female, therefore, your wolf is female as well. We don’t encounter very many latent wolves because it is against our laws to have children with humans for this very reason. The wolf soul is born with the human baby’s soul but is trapped in the unconcious. There is no way to communicate between the two souls like we are able to. That’s why she comes to you in dreams. Your concious mind fades to the unconcious.”
     
    “Wait, you can talk to your wolf? Like, right now?”
     
    Siobhan smiled and nodded.
     
    Sarah couldn’t help but feel a small amount of hope. If they could talk to their wolves maybe she could finally get rid of her nightmares. Anything she needed to do would be worth it to end the neurotic torture. Maybe, just maybe what they were saying was true.
     
    “Can I ask her a question?”
     
    “Of course, but it’s filtered through me. It’s very rare for the wolf to take control of the human host. Though it has happened.”
     
    “Oh...can she tell me why my wolf cries and screams and makes sleeping a constant nightmare?”
     
    Sarah watched Siobhan start to say something and then pause. She really was