Chapter Eight.

I had half expected them both to turn around and say no, so I hadn't really thought of a set number of questions. I had so many and I didn't want to ask the most important ones straight away as I wanted to get them both used to answering my questions before I asked the more difficult ones.

I looked between the two of them as I brought the pen to my lips and thought of a simple question. I could ask so many. Although I had questions I briefly wondered if I was ready to know the answers as I was sure that I wasn't going to like some of the information that I was about to find out, but it had to be done. I needed answers and now was the perfect opportunity to get them.

'Are you really werewolves?' I wrote on the page as I showed it to Logan more than my mum.