"Seriously!" Hope shouted. "You converted your sister. You won't convert your girlfriend but your sister lets you get some once and she gets to be your mate. Your sister, really!" She shouted at you. This was the first time you had seen Hope really angry at you. As she shouted the last sentence, she gestated towards you and a magical gust of wind blasted you backwards. You both stare at each other for a moment, her secret was out. You were surprised at the power of her magic and she was surprised that there was magic at all.
The shock of this, at least for now, mitigated Hope's anger.
"What just happened?" Hope asked, confused.
Her secret was out, whatever her parents had offered was now due and there was no point you keeping this secret anymore. "You just used magic. Your parents made a deal with a fairy to help get pregnant with you. That is how you could tell I was a werewolf. magical beings can sense each other. It is also why I physically can't make you a werewolf, you're immune." You explained.
Hope took a bit of time to take this in. "Well, that makes sense, my parents said my pink hair was a weard and very rare genetic condition, but it has no name and no other people have it. I did wonder how everyone else couldn't just tell you were a werewolf, like me. Wait..." Hope trailed off as she came to a realisation. "If you knew I was magic why didn't you tell me.
"I'm sorry, your parents told me that if you ever found out they would have to pay the price to the fairies that made your birth possible." You explained.
"What was the price?" Hope asked.
"They wouldn't tell me." You explained.
"So you just kept this from me, for years" Hope stated.
"Yes, I'm sorry sweetie." You apologised.
At this point, Rebbeca, still in her werewolf form, like you came downstairs. "Bro, the wolf is so hungry, what can I eat?, Oh, hey Hope." Rebecca asked.
