I hadn't thought I would meet my dad.
Ever.
But him saying that I was a werewolf had to be the craziest thing I had ever witnessed. Maybe if he told me he used to be a ninja I would've believed it.
But a freaking werewolf? What was the guy thinking?
"Are you trying to get me to come with you and talk, because this is really not the way to make me," I began, looking at him as I shook my head.
"No, I'm telling you the truth Rose," he shook his head and gazed at me intently.
"Mom was right, you are crazy," I shook my head and turned. I was starting to walk away from him. I wanted to, but he stopped me before I could go too far, his hand gripping my arm.
He looked at me with a stoic expression, and I wasn't sure what he was trying to do.
"I am not crazy. Whatever your mother told you,
