4
Gabrielle and I ended up in the town park. It was a pleasant day, and a cool breeze swept through the area. We were the only people in the park at the moment, and we settled at a picnic table under the shade of a massive oak tree.
“Okay,” I said, spearing Gabrielle with my eyes. “I’m fed. You’re fed. I’m not naked. What on Earth is going on with me?”
Gabrielle sighed. “It’s not that complicated, Wyatt. The rogue cougar that attacked you turned you. The scary part is that you’re a primogenitor, instead of just a cougar. I’ve never heard of a turned shifter being an alpha shifter, especially not one as strong as you are, and definitely not a primogenitor. This will ruffle some fur. To be honest, I’m still trying to wrap my head around the idea that the cougar turned you at all.”
I blin
