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Chapter Six

A/N: The next update day is special. Any guesses on what it is? Leave a comment, I wanna read what you guys think. And one more thing, I'm posting this story on Inkitt under the same name and AO3 under the same name and tag 'Connor/Kara'. Go check it out if you want to!

Chapter Six - Finding Out

KARA

We arrived at what Connor said is his dad's office. He still had a jar of cookies his mom made in his arms, eating it as we go.

"So, you're telling me, you're half Italian?"

"Yeah, my mom's Italian. You'll catch me speaking Italian from time to time."

I nodded in understanding. He knocked on a door before walking in.

"Papà, I brought her."

A man, who I assumed is in his early 40s, looked up from a file.

"Ah, son. Come and sit down."

Connor gestured me to sit on the chair opposite his father. He closed the door and sat on the other chair next to me, continuing to eat cookies.

"My name is Hank Anderson, Connor's father."

He introduced himself and held his hand out. I shook it and introduced myself.

"I'm Kara Manfred, a classmate of your son."

He put the file away and placed a book in the middle.

"You must be wondering why we asked to meet you-"

Suddenly we heard a loud crunch that came from Connor.

"Metti giù il barattolo dei biscotti, Connor (Put the cookie jar down, Connor)!"

His father ordered him.

"Aspetta un secondo (Wait a second)," he said with his mouth full.

He closed the cookie jar and placed it on the table before finishing off the cookie in his hand.

"Puoi continuare (You can continue)," he said after swallowing.

I giggled a little, causing Connor to smile widely. His dimples, that I didn't know existed, made an appearance on his face.

"Anyway," his father said sighing.

"The reason we needed to talk to you is that we need to reveal something you never thought you were."

I listened carefully.

"Please do not freak out, but you, Kara Manfred, you're a werewolf."

What did he just say? I'm a werewolf? No, this has got to be fake.

"What do you mean a 'werewolf'?" I didn't believe I was something that people told were fantasies.

Mr. Anderson opened the book and flipped through it until a page. He flipped the book around and pointed to a picture of...me?

"It's true, not only you're a werewolf, but the only daughter to come from an Alpha bloodline."

I looked at the page. It had my family's name, even my brother. His picture looked just like him when he was young. And there was my name.

"What do you mean I'm the only daughter to come from an Alpha bloodline?"

"I guess we should explain everything about werewolves, so you get an idea of where you stand."

I leaned on the chair, ready to accept anything they threw at me.

"A werewolf is self-explanatory, half-human, half-wolf. We can shift into wolves. Every werewolf has a guardian wolf, guides them through every decision they make and guards their life. There are clans of werewolves, they're called packs, and every pack has its territory. The territory you're in right now is mine, the White Moon pack."