Marisol POV
Was mom a reincarnation of my first generation? How is this even possible? When you die, your die. It should have taken a personal and stuck it with their counterpart. That’s just insane.
There’s no textbook I have read or a teacher I have known that would say this is possible. I mean, not even the damn witches or wizards, faeries even. Did luck strike them?
Snapping myself from this shock, I needed to get my information. “You mean my son Mario is your vessel? How is that possible? I’m a doctor and have never heard of reincarnation within one’s wolf. Explain that to me?” I crossed my hands as I stared at him, annoyed and angry, yet he only smiled. I knew he was this August and not Mario but simply the way he kept talking.
He sounded like an old play of the medieval times,
