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Thursday
I stare at Cassidy, disbelief written all over my face. "What?!"
"My name is Cassidy Hale. I am the daughter of Peter Hale." Cassidy repeats.
"Peter Hale as in brother of Talia?" I ask. My brain feels like it's gonna explode.
"Talia Hale was my aunt. I was 14 when the fire happened. I was put up for adoption by Peter Hale when I was 6 months old. I don't know who my bio mom is, I just know that she is a werecoyote." Cassidy explains.
"And the Alexander's?" I ask.
"Are both werewolves." Cassidy answers.
All the mind blowing information lately is going to make my brain explode.
"Can you start driving please?" I ask with my head in my hands.
Cassidy pulls out of the parking lot. "Are you upset?"
"No...well maybe a little that you didn't tell me that you were adopted." I say.
"Yeah, I just- i don't know why I kept in from you." Cassidy confesses.
I shrug. "It's fine. I just need to get home so I can punch something, or throw something. Or call Braeden."
"That sentence took a turn." Cassidy comments.
"It's been awhile since me and her have sparred, verbally or physically." I say.
"How do you spar verbally?" Cassidy asks, confused.
"You throw around sarcastic comments until one of us gives up." I explain.
"Who usually wins?" Cassidy asks.
"I do." I say, grinning.
"Who wins the sparring?" Cassidy asks.
"It goes both ways." I say. "She used dirty tricks though."
I catch sight of something picking out from under her sleeve. "What's that?"
Cassidy let's go of the shell with one hand and pulls her sleeve up with the other. It's a colorful butterfly tattoo.
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Sorcière Lunair [A Teen Wolf FanFiction]
Paranormal*this story is under MAJOR revisions, as of 7.18.23 some parts of this story will be changing, I don't want to take this story down completely so I won't be. There might be a couple discrepancies in the plot once I start, not many and the story will...