90. Last White Wolf

AURELIA

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“You’re a white wolf?”

I didn’t know when those words slipped past my lips. I was experiencing the biggest shock of my life and yes, I called it that despite the crazy shocking experiences I’ve had in my twenty-six years of living.

“Partially a white wolf, child,” Iris responded. “My mom was a white wolf who was born in the extinct pack and my father was a member of this pack. My parents met each other during one of the quinquennial pack games. They realized they were destined mates and my mom moved down to dark moon pack to start a family with my father. I’m their only child and instead of giving me one simple wolf, the moon goddess decided to bless me with a mixture of both worlds I originated from, Dark Moon and White shade.”

I couldn’t believe my ears.

In fact, I didn’t know what to make of her words.

Despite my silence, Iris continued speaking, telling me more about a world I didn’t know about, “I was born with black hair but with visible white strands and I’ve ha