Wolff stopped at the border of the property. He motioned for the others to follow. The air was thick with magic here, almost suffocating. He could barely breath.
Letting the bear shrink beneath his human skin Wolff dragged gasps of air into his lungs. The others looked up awaiting his command.
"Change." He ordered.
They did instantly so they were all standing in a line looking at the small cottage in the distance. To a passer-by it would look like any other two bedroom, single story house. Wolff knew different. After all this was the place that for four very long years he lived.
Nothing much had changed, the red brick walls were well maintained, the slate roof weathered. The garden still contained several flowers and herbs, the colours bright and welcoming.
Wolff growled angrily a
