"Why did you kill Everett?"
                          
"He was getting in my way. Afraid of what I would soon become." Alex's eyes were growing darker as he spoke.
                          
"You need to leave my land," I said as I clenched my jaw.
                          
"Last I checked, I'm older and have every right to take over this pack." A dark growl escaped his lips making Faye make a noise in the back of her throat.
                          
The need to protect Faye overtook me. If she was scared then it was up to me to get rid of the threat. I grabbed hold of my brother's neck, lifting him in the air.
                          
"You need to get the hell out of here!" I growled letting my wolf's eyes shine. I threw him off and into a tree where he grunted. He started to laugh as he got up.
                          
"This won't be the last time I visit." Then he left the territory for good. The only question going through my mind was how he was able to mask his scent?
                          
After Alex left, I returned Faye to the house. She was a bit shaken up, so I hugged her to calm her and myself. The light tingles engulfed me as I held her. "He scares me."
                          
"I know, but he can't hurt you while I'm here." Someone cleared their throat catching our attention.
                          
"We need to talk to you. About you and Alex." I looked at Faye then kissed the tip of her nose making her face scrunch up, only to laugh then push me away. She was going back to her blanket fort while making the other kids follow her to show off her set up in the attic.
                          
My aunt and uncle sat me down looking tense. "I believe it's time that me and your uncle tell you something that may be helpful." She was quiet for a minute then continued. "You and Alex were both born...special."
                          
"Special? Special how?"
                          
"It's about the family history."
                          
"History? I was never told about our history before." I looked at them both to see that they were uncomfortable.
                          
"There was this saying in the family, that when things start to change, and we overcome forces than ourselves. Then the moon goddess blesses a special wolf with another."
                          
"Another, I don't understand."
                          
"Centuries ago one of our ancestors was...well different from the rest. He was stronger and faster than any average wolf. He passed the gene down and those who got it were so full of rage and intimidating. Our family has always had special blood in us, but only the gifted ones receive them. It's your second wolf Erik, your lycan. You have both."
                          
"Are you saying that I have a dormant lycan within me?"
                          
"Exactly."
                          
I rubbed my forehead trying to wrap my head around this. "Why me? Why does all of this revolve around me?"
                          
"It's not just you. It's both you and your brother. You both carry the lycan gene."
                          
I was overwhelmed with all this information. "No." I shook my head. "That's impossible and unheard of."
                          
We were in silence after that. I was taking in everything they had said. Then I remembered what the moon goddesses said in my dream, 'a gift appears not as it seems, but will need to be cherished to floral in time. All that's hidden will resurface in the darkest of nights. Beware the blood moon.'
                          
"A gift. Beware the blood moon." I whispered out.
                          
"What?" My aunt and uncle asked.
                          
"I remember. A dream of the moon goddess that I had." I paced around the room trying to fit the puzzle pieces together.
                          
They exchanged looks of puzzlement. "I remember you telling us this when you first shifted but you never mentioned that part." My uncle said exchanging looks with his mate.
                          
"It's not a coincidence. A gift, the gift is probably Faye, right? So what is the blood moon though?"
                          
"That's when all supernatural beings are empowered the night of every blood moon," Minerva stated walking into the room. "I believe a witch named Raina is helping quicken his shift and the perfect day is coming up."
                          
"Why would a witch help Alex?"
                          
"Because a dark witch seeks safety in a higher power. She'll be strong on the blood moon but weak afterward. She has many enemies and teaming up with Alex will only prove they're a force to be reckoned with."
                          
I shifted a bit trying to grasp all of this. I was fine this whole time and now Minerva along with my aunt and uncle are telling me that I'm going to have to shift into something else. If I really do have a lycan within me that'll shift for the first time then that means it'll hurt, just like the first time with Klay. It'll hurt, a lot.
                          
"Tell me more about the blood moon."
                          
"The blood moon is known for its special abilities to the supernatural world. It somehow emanates into those who are strong enough to withhold its power and susceptible to change. It can simply alter or enhance the strength of a supernatural being into something more."
                          
She walked up next to me, looking directly into my eyes. "You and your brother will shift on the blood moon, but he has the advantage. The lycan gene is only supposed to go to one but since you're twins, you share the power. He's older than you correct?"
                          
"By a couple of minutes."
                          
"Those minutes are what makes the difference. So because he is older, he'll be stronger and faster than you in lycan form."
                          
All of this was too much for me. I left the room in search of Faye's comfort.