?Now, then,? Andre began, once Aiden and Hestia had settled next to Erin. ?I know only Danny’s got the wolf’s blood in ?im, but y?all should know the stories of yer ancestors. Change or no change, yer my sister’s children, and it ain?t right that yeh don?t know where yeh came from.?
?But we DO know.? Hessie said. ?We know about werewolves.?
?There’s a big difference between knowing ABOUT werewolves,? said Andre, making a sweeping gesture to include all of us, ?And knowing WEREWOLVES.? He thumped his fist to his chest, striking the center of his being. ?And yer ma, as proud as she is of her roots? She wants yeh to grow up human, and hear all the human stories, and know the human side o? things." He gave a scornful shake of his head, and his red hair bobbed and fluttered in all directions. "ONLY the human side, and that ain?t right. Even if yeh can?t change yer form, Hessie m?love, you?re only HALF human, and it ain?t right that you don?t know yer wolfy ancestors. So I?m takin? things into my own hands.?
?I?m scared.? whispered Erin to me, pressing closer.
?Naw! There ain?t no need to be scared!? Andre said jovially. ?That’s what I?m meaning! Yeh get all the stories about how werewolves are evil and mean and crazy, and that ain?t right! We aren?t evil, we just been...been....? He paused, thinking, then his face brightened. ?We just been misrepresented!? He sat cross-legged before us and rested his thick hands on his scabby, scarred knees. ?Werewolves aren?t always the villain, y?know.? His pointed smile drifted across his mouth again, full of pride. ?We can be heroes, too.?