I glanced at him and blinked at the sight of a shaggy red tail swishing out the back of his coat tails. I'd never seen a werewolf who kept any features of his other self, but I'd heard of one, a muttered curse in Birsha's dark parlors. The Red Wolf. The bane of some of the were clans, ones who sought to rule themselves outside of the laws that kept monsters safe from human discovery. Conall
