Shifted Fate by Alicia S.Rivers

I laughed. Because that was ridiculous. I would have remembered if Garith was

my grandfather. My dad talked about him enough. "Come on."

My dad just shook his head and looked at me. "Are you sure uyou heard the name Garith?"

I nodded. "I'm sure." I pulled my phone back out. "Rick found this." I handed him my phone, and he clicked the email. His eyes darting back and forth over the screen as he read.

"This can't be real." My dad whispered to himself. "My father was killed by the King."

Thoth shook his head. "No, he wasn't." My father's head snapped up.

"What did you say?"

Thoth sighed. "The old king had started the council by the time your father was acting up. He was sentenced to death, but it was the council's duty to enforce it."

I looked around the room. And I saw a ton of faces that I was unsure about. Nix, go to Loki and ask if I can use magic in front of everyone here. Nix took off as my father kept staring at the phone.

"The council?" Toya's father turned to Thoth, who nodded. "They seem to be popping up more and more."

Nix came back. Loki said yes, he has done magic in front of everyone here.

I need you.

and turned to me. "What is she talking

I spun when I heard a

faced her as she looked

as her eyes met mine. "By the look on your da's face, I can only assume you have a lot

that?" One of the Alpha's whispered and I laughed. Because what else could

face the men sitting. "As you know, my father has magic. His magic stems from his parentage. As I assume, you all know. His mother, my actual grandmother, was the daughter of the first family. The first line of wolves. What you probably didn't know was that the first wolf was a son of a witch. A powerful line that had settled

"The witch?"

smiled. "Yes, that's me." She reached out to cup my

hers. I couldn't feel

you don't have all the information." Her voice was soft, and

opened my

eyes flash as she took in a deep breath. Then she turned to my dad. "I wanted

dad swallowed past the lump in my throat. "He's dead." He said it, but his

grandmother shook her

"How?" His voice was a

and tried to rest a hand on his shoulder.

much as you, even

a few murmurs. "So he used magic to