The only experience I’d had with cats was a few strays that came into the yard from time to time. I remembered Sean’s warnings. I stayed still as the cat looked me over, his eyes dilating until there was only a thin amber line around his huge pupils.
He put his paw up and motioned with it, like he was trying to scratch at something. I reached out my hand cautiously. When it got close to him, The Old Man sniffed it and hissed. I drew my hand back quickly.
“Old Man! That’s not nice, you asked to sniff her.” Fenton scolded.
The cat laid his ears back and hissed again, at Fenton this time. He turned back to me with his ears back and watched me carefully. I put my hands in my lap and didn’t make eye contact with him.
“It’s alright, Mr. Aimes. I’m part werewolf. That might have frightene
