As we walked to the training camp, Uncle Alex and I started speaking. I had lots of questions to ask him, but I didn’t want to make him uncomfortable. Thankfully, he initiated the conversation, so I followed along.
“So, how are your mom and dad?” He asked.
“They are fine; with the triplets, they have had a hard time,” I said.
I was being honest; having three toddlers was not an easy job. I helped them sometimes, but my siblings can be a spitfire when they want to.
“Oh yes! I have to meet them; how many siblings do you have to know?” He continued asking.
"Seven," I muttered. My parents were in charge of preserving the Lycans, and they took their job seriously. I have never met a couple with as many kids as they did.
"Seven? And three of them are toddlers?" Uncle Alex asked, and
