“But you are your panther, at least half of you is. He’s not really separate from you, you know.”
Marin smiled wryly. “I’ve spent most of my life since I was turned thinking of myself as two creatures. First, there’s me, the vampire who happens to have been born and lived as a shifter before Baptiste saved my life by turning me. Secondly, there’s my panther. He’s essentially trapped in this body because he can’t run free whenever he wishes since we’ve always lived among humans, in towns or cities.”
“That could put a crimp in things for him. They might panic if they saw a panther strolling down the street.”
“Indeed they would. Of course that held true before my turning, but those were simpler times. We lived in a small town surrounded by forests and fields. When I needed to, I went where
