His words chilled me to the bone. I folded up the death certificate with numb fingers, trying to process everything. Savannah's disappearance, these strangers Natasha and Xavier, a death certificate for my very much alive brother and now this, my father seeing a man shifting into a wolf like me.
I stared at my dad in disbelief as he recounted the story of his childhood.
"Wait, so you're telling me that when you were lost in the woods as a kid, a wolf turned into a man and helped you find your way out? And his name was Bruce?"
My dad nodded solemnly. "I'll never forget it, son. One minute there was a gray wolf padding through the trees ahead of me. Then it went behind a large oak and a moment later, a man stepped out from behind that same tree."
"What did he look like?" I asked, leaning
