***James***
"Wow. You know, sometimes I feel like my life is a little weird. But...your soul is spiritually bonded to a woman who bit your neck...and whose neck you also bit...which is more than a little bit kinky. She turns into a giant white wolf that somehow visited you in your dreams when you were a little boy. Now...you're this super tall, superhuman guy who can read minds and with his blood, heal people who were on the brink of death," Joel says, laying on his back across my bed, throwing a tennis ball up into the canopy, "also, the papers are annoyingly all going on about it already...you're next in line after your almost eighty year old grandfather. Your life is wild."
I sit up, having been laid on my back across the length of one of the window seats.
"Goodness, I had not even t
