Pyro is a werewolf with a dark secret, he was born as an female wolf side. A all white wolf which is a prize to male werewolves to have as their mate. When his family becomes apart of a pack, he does his best hiding it from them.
With the pack thin...
I turn to my parents, who were talking amongst themselves. Tristan got up and went straight to the refrigerator. He always eats when there is a bad situation at hand. On the other hand, Tony just sat there quietly. I guess he didn't know what to do like the rest of us. Life didn't prepare you for situations like this.
As for Tasha, I didn't care where she was, just glad she wasn't here. This situation would have only added fuel to the fire. She already has a grudge against him for something he has no control over. I didn't need her to run her mouth on what she saw.
"Don't think about her," I whispered to myself.
I push the thought of her to the back of my mind and headed over to Tony.
"Tony, are you alright," I sat in the chair next to him, "You haven't said anything."
"There isn't much to say at the moment," his voice was above a whisper, but I could tell he was nervous, "I guess I'm thankful that Aoki came when she did. We probably would be dead if it weren't for her."
"Probably?" Tristan turns to us with a sandwich in hand, "there is no probably. We all would be dead if that woman didn't come when she did. Those protectors were ready to kill us with no hesitation. We don't stand a chance against something like that. Pyro is packing some serious heat."
I nodded in agreement.
The thought of being almost killed by our younger brother does leave a mark. I would never think that Pyro had such powers dwelling within him, and would only get stronger as he becomes the next Lupa Pawa.
"What are we going to do?" Tony stood up, looking at everyone, "We have some kind of deity hybrid upstairs. How are we supposed to keep something like that hidden? Not to mention how dangerous it is for us, him not having any control doesn't make it better."
Tony is right, and I had a feeling that it was only going to get more dangerous. Keeping that Pyro's wolf has white fur is one thing, but Pyro and his inner beast becoming the next goddess is a whole other level. I knew deep down that we don't stand a chance if something like this happens again. Though Aoki says it wouldn't happen, when it comes to Pyro, I learn that anything is possible.
"Listen to me," snapped my father, pulling me out of my thoughts, "we all know that he never asked for this, and if he could give it up, he would. Pyro is doing his best to cope with this, and we should do the same. We are a family and in this together."
"Why did you guys let me sleep in so late," Pyro groan as he came into the kitchen, "and I still feel like I didn't get any sleep at all."
"Pyro, you may want to sit down for this," our mother made her way over to him, "there are some things I need to tell you that I can't keep putting off."
He looked at us with curious eyes. I know he could sense something was off, even I could feel it.
"What is going on," he question as he sat down next to me, "are we moving again?"
"No," our mother looks over at our father, who nodded, "this is about you."
"About me?" he took a moment to look at each of us, "what did I do now?"
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I hope you enjoyed this small chapter. Drama is coming.
