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.

be ecstatic! I have to-" Suddenly the wide smile on Josephs face

died. I mean when Julia gave birth to you, you were.." he trailed

I gulped and he nodded his

my head, "-that's impossible. You must have me

in shaking

It all makes sense!" Joseph finished with a wide smile as he looked at me in

silent,

from behind me, "-she's alive and didn't die," Tate roughly answered as he wrapped an arm around

out and Joseph looked at me with a sad

right then yes.

ordered everyone out of the room, except Joseph who

armchair opposite Tate and

as he looked back and forth

glued his hazel eyes

we grew up as brothers. Your mother, Julia," Joseph stopped talking as he gave me a sad

when she gave birth to you. We were told she lost the baby but.." Joseph trailed off as he

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

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

yesterday!" Joseph

I wasn't completely alone.

grieved the loss of his wife and daughter

gesturing to the phone and Tate pushed it

digits and then held the phone to his ear. My palms grew

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

he murmured and

and I

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

Alpha, I glanced at Tate who raised an eyebrow and looked

line, thanks to werewolf