Chapter 30: Calming Down the Wolves

“I haven’t really weighed myself in a while,” I tell him. “But I suppose that’s good to know for the next time I go to the doctor.”

“I wouldn’t bother with that. I haven’t been to a doctor since before they started using anesthetics for surgery. Your wolf will keep you healthy far better than human medical science.”

“So I might weigh close to three hundred pounds?” I’m not usually obsessed about weight or anything like that. I know that I’m a size 10. I used to be an 8, but they changed the sizes, so now I’m one of those curvy people. But that’s not the same thing as gaining a hundred pounds in three months.

I don’t know how I feel about this.

“Did you notice that you were larger as a wolf than the rest of your pack?”

I think back, and he’s right. I’m like four inches taller at the shoulder than anyone else, other than Steve. But human Steve is more than a foot and a half taller than I am, so that makes sense.