THE WEREWOLF SWITCH
Opal’s tired blue eyes landed over on us.
"Yes, these werewolves are a part of my son's pack," he declared. "And this one," he pointed to Miranda. "Is my grandson."
Opal gasped. "I didn't know Noah had children."
"Not Noah, darling," Nigel Senior began. "This is young Nigel, and he's Nolan's son."
When my grandfather spoke my father's name, a sad look appeared on Opal's face. "Oh, I see."
"Come on, let's go. Y'all must be hungry," Nigel Senior said.
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