"Uncle Garrett and Phoneix are werewolves," I repeated, stunned.
"Why would Mrs. Foster give me a silver ring if she knew about them?" I wondered aloud.
"That is what your mother and I plan to find out tonight," my Dad stated.
"Well, I love them and would never hurt them on purpose," I said. "I won't wear anything with silver near them ever again."
"You are taking this all better than I anticipated," my Dad said warily.
"Well, my ex-boyfriend assaulted me and tried to drag me off somewhere to who knows where to do who knows what. It's been a day. This news isn't rattling me after that," I huffed.
"Dad, I will need someone to teach me how to fight. I know I have to be careful using my magic in front of people, but I need to be able to defend myself," I said.
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