Chapter 5

Sylvie Morgan's pov

Watching Ethan talking on his phone and seeing him eyeing me with a frown he ended the call.

“The school contacted Marcus to tell him that you missed the second period, and he asked them if I was gone so he knew we both skipped,” he sighed.

“Did you tell him that you spilled my secret about being a werewolf?”

“Yeah, he's coming here,” he replied, looking bummed.

“Is he angry that you told me,” I asked softly, seeing the concern in his eyes.

Shaking his head, he said, “No, he just mentioned that he believes that you're a Sigma Wolf, and well, ah, that changes a lot.”

I frowned, feeling that he instantly grew distant from me and I didn't understand why.

Prying for more from him I asked him what a Sigma Wolf was.

“You're going to have to ask Marcus to explain it; like I mentioned, he's the expert. I'm going to go get your bag from my car and will return in a flash,” he said stoically, causing me to frown.

“He knows he is just digesting the information,” Opal whined in my subconscious and I gritted my teeth.

“It better not ruin our friendship,” I snapped.

“That will be entirely up to him and you,” she growled back and I narrowed my eyes.

Not liking her attitude I thought, what a bitch and heard a low warning growl in my head. Rubbing my forehead, I glanced up at the front door opening and saw both Marcus and Ethan enter.

Seeing Marcus looking worried I tilted my head at him and said, “You have a lot to explain, Mister!”

Nodding his head he turned to Ethan and asked him to give us a bit of privacy. Ethan glanced over at me and said, “I'm going to head back to school. Here's her book bag. Sylvie, I will text you our class assignments.”

Thanking him I watched as he left as Marcus headed toward me.

“So, Marcus, I was told that you were acquainted with my parents,” I huffed at him, chewing on his bottom lip. He sat down beside me and exhaled deeply.

“No, I only knew your mom. She was a Sigma Wolf and my mate,” he said sullenly.

“She was with my dad,” I countered and he nodded.

“Your mother was a Sigma wolf, which is a rare female Alpha who can have multiple mates and a unique ability to unify packs,” he explained to me, and I eyed him blankly.

“I don't understand anything that you said. What is an Alpha?”

Frustration creased his brow as he glared at me.

“An Alpha is the head of a werewolf pack. Your mom was a female Alpha who could get packs to join each other to work toward a goal, and honestly, I believe that she was murdered by a rival pack that was against her trying to combine several in the area. She also had multiple mates but chose your Dad, over all the others; he had her heart,” he asserted, and I blinked my eyes at him in disbelief.

“So my parents were murdered,” I muttered sourly and he nodded.

“I can't prove it but I believe that they were. I also feel that you're just like your mom and are a Sigma Wolf. All the signs indicate that you are but I won't know for certain until you have your first shift,” he blurted out.

“I thought all this time that I was going insane and now I find out that I'm a werewolf? This is unreal,” I mumbled softly and he gave me a compassionate smile.

“It's not all that bad. You're safe here in this town and I will help you adjust and learn about yourself. Winnie will help you as well, and I am certain Ethan will, too,” he said firmly, and I sighed.

“He asked me to the dance but I have to work,” I groaned, causing him to chuckle.

“I'm still angry with you for not telling me sooner. I've had strange dreams for years and have felt different,” I huffed and Marcus nodded before patting my back and telling me that he was sorry for not being forthcoming about it.

“It's not something that should be blurted out and I waited for the right time. Since your internal wolf has finally spoken to you I knew that now was the time. I just didn't expect Ethan to spill it. I wanted to tell you,” he growled, giving me a shudder.

“Who is the Alpha here,” I asked curiously.

Chuckling, he said, “Nash Johnson is Alpha, and I am Beta or his second. This pack is called the Black River pack. I'm also a Moon-less shifter.”

Scrunching my face I asked him what that meant.

“I can shift into my wolf without the full moon, unlike most of the werewolves who shift according to the Moon phases,” he explained, and I nodded, fascinated by that information.

“I'd like to see that,” I said softly and he shook his head.

“I'm not going to get naked in front of you, Sylvie. That would be inappropriate,” he asserted and my cheeks reddened in embarrassment.

Inhaling sharply, I asked him if I would have to get naked to shift, and he nodded.

“Shifting in your clothes would be painful for your wolf,” he snickered and I gave him a half smile.

Patting my thigh, he added, “I will mentor you after I figure out what you are, but listen to your internal wolf. She will be helpful in training you as well.”

Hearing Opal snorting in laughter my mouth went into a straight line.

“What if I think she's an ass,” I huffed and Marcus laughed at me.

“You must still trust her,” he stated and I rolled my eyes and frowned.

“Have any questions?”

Shaking my head, I told him no as I hid inside myself, confused and worried about how I was going to continue existing with this new knowledge.

"School is going to be a trip knowing that everyone is a werewolf," I muttered sourly.

"Don't forget about work as well, the Alpha owns the grocery store you work at," Marcus chuckled at the look I gave him.