Once in a Blue moon changes.

Anna couldn’t believe she was having this sort of conversation. She wondered idly if she was dreaming but no, it looked too real to be a dream.

She blinked many times as she picked up the cup of coffee to sip, while Ethan reached for the glass carafe and poured himself another cup.

Watching him place five cubes of sugar, one at a time into the cup with those slim long fingers of his was entrancing enough for her to watch while her thoughts roiled.

Werewolves.

Ethan and William were werewolves.

And apparently, so were her children.

She still didn’t want to think he was telling the truth. But Ethan wouldn’t be playing a practical joke on her, he looked so damned serious saying all of those.

As he stirred in not one, not two, but three creamers into the coffee cup, she let out a loud sigh.

“I have to be honest with you, Ethan,” she shook her head as he looked at her. “I don’t want to believe this sort of thing could ever happen. It’s just too…”

Too much of a movie? Too unreal? Too strang