Chapter 23: The Shift

RORY POV

"I think so," Oliver said, smiling.

"Really?"

"Yes, you smell like a wolf to me. Didn't you say Astelle kept calling you a wolf?"

"YES!"

Oliver nodded and smiled at me. "I think you have your answers then."

I looked down at my hands. I certainly looked the same. Was Oliver implying my parents were wolf-shifters? Or at least my dad? The more I thought about it, the "hunting accident" my mom had told me about didn't make sense. Unless, of course, he was shot in wolf form by hunters. Then that made total sense. Hunters shot wolves all the time.

"Is it different," I began, "when you're in wolf form? Can you think the same? I hope that makes sense."

"Yes, you can think the same. Your animal instincts are in full swing, however. Your thought process is slightly different. But you can still think and have thoughts like a human. Your senses are obviously even more heightened…."

"More heightened?" I interrupted."I can't imagine!"