Well might as well listen to his reasoning. You sigh, " Ok the least you can do is to explain to me why you changed me into this." The black wolf frowns, "Well a long time ago there were many packs of werewolves living across Europe. A single female, a queen werewolf ruled over all the packs, when European settlers travelled to America they brought over some werewolves unbeknownst to them. Well back in Europe they started hunting down all werewolves. All the werewolves were killed in Europe including their queen, leaving only the American packs. Slowly without a Female werewolf the werewolves became increasingly rare. Now were the only ones left." "Wait why can't you just bite people and make some more?" you ask confused "Or have some kids with normal people?" "Well only the queen can transfer the curse and sadly the werewolf gene must be passed on with another werewolf." "Then how are you guys here?" The black wolf replies, " Were all seventh son's of seventh sons, such is incredibly rare." You see one of the other werewolf lick his lip. "So does that mean we have to mate?" you ask.