She doesn't believe we when I tell the truth. Does she believe a lie?
"Mom... Show her." I say
Then my Mom shifts into her angelic wolf.
Makayla's jaw drops.
I shift into my wolf once again.
"Can I do that?" she asks mind blown.
I minink to her "imagine yourself as a wolf or Angel."
She sits for a minute then I hear bones popping.
She turns into the most beautiful wolf Angel you'll ever see.
A golden and black fur and silver eyes. She has a image of fire down her side. Unlike mine. Black and white and silver and gold eyes. I have a lighting bolt down my side.
We all shift back and she is speechless.
"Your friends. Christina, Angela and Franky all know."
"How."
"They are one." I say.
