Experiments

That’s what had nagged Jacob at the back of his mind. He was barely twelve, or was it eleven, so there had been no way for his wolf to have metamorphosed.

His wolf at that time should have been a mere gene in his body, not a full-blown wolf that had been strong enough to wade off the full effect of an attack by the undead. It shouldn’t have been possible, but thank the gods that it had been. He would have been as vile as ever, or he would have been dead.

“You are right, healer. I am not sure the reason why it had come to the surface to protect him at such a young age. But does it matter?” Amia asked, speaking up for the first time, since they had congregated here. She was sitting between Prest and Rich.

“We should just be glad that he came out unscathed. That’s all. I think we should just proceed to discuss the other, Olivera, if he has the strength to talk.”

Caitlin shook her head. “That would have been the right thing to do, seeing that it is all in the past, but on our way her