Werewolf Committee

I visibly froze and my mouth opened on its own accord. I felt Tate tense and his arms tighten around me.

"Weitzel?" Dale repeated as he scratched his head, "-why does that sound so familiar?"

Even in my shocked state I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his stupidity.

"Stupid," Colin mumbled reading my thoughts exactly as he tilted his head back and drowned down his beverage.

"Is there a problem?"Joseph asked as he glanced at our shocked states in confusion.

I climbed off of Tate's lap and I slowly walked around the desk my eyes never leaving Josephs.

Could we be related?

I mean it was possible. I grew up in foster care and never knew who my real parents or family were. I didn't let it bother me so I never brought it up.

"My name is Elina," I spoke and Joseph looked over at me, "-Weitzel."

This time it was his turn to be shocked. He looked at me for a second and realization flashed in his eyes.

Not even a second later I was tightly embraced in his arms. I stood there with my arms limply to my sides in complete confusion.

I heard a growl and I was ripped away from Joseph and Tate stood in front of me as he glared at Joseph.

"What the hell!" Tate yelled as he pushed me onto his side growling uncontrollably.

I ignored Tate and moved away from him to stand in front of Joseph.

"Do you know me?" I asked the middle aged man and a gentle smile reached his lips as he looked at me in a whole new light.

"Your father is my cousin, of course I do!" he bellowed and I looked at him completely lost.

is going to be ecstatic! I have to-" Suddenly the wide smile

died. I mean when Julia gave birth to you, you were.." he trailed of growing more confused

and

said shaking my head, "-that's impossible. You must have me mixed up with someone

cut in shaking his

And you're an Elemental just like me! It all makes sense!" Joseph finished with a wide smile

silent, all eyes

from behind me, "-she's alive and didn't die," Tate

you're family?" I blurted out and Joseph looked at

right then yes. I

that. Tate ordered everyone out of the room,

Tate and Joseph

his desk as he looked back and forth

demanded as he glued his hazel eyes

Your mother, Julia," Joseph stopped talking as he

lost

I fiddled with my fingers and let out a sigh. So my mother was

whispered looking up at Joseph, "-is he alive?"

just yesterday!" Joseph

I wasn't completely alone.

him. Your father grieved the loss of his wife and daughter every single

asked, gesturing to the phone and

his ear. My palms grew sweaty and I glanced at Tate who was already looking back

my mood or seen my anxiousness, because he leaned over and grabbed my hand, placing it into his warm ones as he gave it

murmured and

into the receiver and I gripped onto Tate's hand for dear

spoke and his eyes found mine as he gave me a gentle

glanced at Tate who raised an

voice on the other line, thanks to werewolf hearing and