I dropped down next to her with a thump. “What?”
My mother smiled. “I should say my mother was the last pure Lycan, other than the king’s family. And I am three quarters as my father was half Lycan as well. A secret his line has kept almost as well as your father’s magic.” She looked over at me. “You are a little muddled. I don’t know if you have enough Lycan in you to have one.”
“Have a Lycan?”
“Yeah. So Lycans have a bigger wolf, and a wolfman form. But mixed Lycans, well they are blessed with two wolves…”
“Two wolves?”
“Yeah. One that is their Lycan, and can have multiple shifts. And their normal wolf. They inherit both wolves.” My mom shifted to her large brown wolf, and then into a smaller grey wolf, then back to herself. She panted as she settled back down on her knees. “It’s al
