Chapter 5

Of all the things Rachel had expected to find in Cranston Asylum, a half-naked man was not one of them. She had to admit, he was extremely handsome, with a boyish twinkle in his green eyes and tousled dark blond hair. Her gaze travelled over his sculpted chest and for a moment she wondered if he might be a male model, but what would such a fine specimen be doing in Colby's Cove, the hotbed of supernatural activity in the western hemisphere?

When he lifted his hand to shield his eyes from the relentless glare of her flashlight, Rachel cast all fantasies aside. 

"You're a shifter,"she announced casually. "Should have known. "

"How did you?"he asked and she motioned with her head toward his hand. His nails had grown and his hands and arms were covered in golden-brown fur. 

"What kind?"she asked, watching the tell-tale signs disappear, until he was completely human again. 

"Wol