Five
“I beg your pardon? I thought I heard you say wolf?” I bit back a laugh. The first faint rays of sun had peeked through the window, enough to show his expression was deadly serious. He was also at least as hot as his brothers, if not more so. Obviously a few years older than Elliot or Theo, his build looked more solid. I would bet he was shorter than they were, but still taller than me.
“I did say wolf,” he replied evenly. “Wolf shifter, to be exact. As opposed to werewolf. We change into a full wolf at will. None of that half man, half wolf stuff, and no waiting for a full moon.”
I eyed him sideways while I processed his words. Through our bond, I felt he was telling the truth, at least as he believed it.
“Can you show me?” I asked.
He grinned. “Of course.” Without another word,
