Vincent gripped Evelyn tightly to his side, peering up and down the street nonchalantly. They stood outside a tacky looking tourist shop, Grace's Occult and Witchcraft Goods. A squeaky wooden sign was hanging out front, neon lights and old posters in the windows.
The sky was overcast, the sun fighting to peek out of the grey clouds. Humans bustled by, noses attached to their cell phones, completely unaware that a werewolf was among them. Typical.
"Is it safe?" Eve asked nervously. He knew it was risky bringing her with him, but the very thought of leaving her behind had made him feel physically ill.
Scenting the air he relaxed, taking another quick glance around. His wolf was calm, putting him at ease. "Aye."
Still, he kept a firm grip on his amulet. Even though he and Evelyn wore hood
