~Johnathon POV~
Once we got back into the house, Timber and I sat in the kitchen in one of the stools at the counter. As I made us a snack with fruit slices, cheese and crackers Timber sat thinking aloud amously about this and that. “So, Timber.” I started.
“There is legend I about your birthmark. It has been said that only Elders or Alpha’s of Royal blood could bear a mark that brings forth great power. It’s also been told only direct lineage of an Alpha Elder and Royal could also receive this mark.” Looking at Timber who has a somewhat confused looked on her face. She took a bite of her apple slice.
“So, you mean I am of Alpha blood? Alpha Royal blood? But why would my parents leave me stranded? Did something happen to them?” Taking another bite of her cheese cracker, feeling lost.
