She shook her head, clearing the memory from her mind, “It wasn’t until the day we were leaving for Stone Mountain. But honestly, I’m just glad I got to see it at all. It was… something else.”
A chill swept through me. Power like that was meant to be feared, not admired. I needed more answers. “What else about Lycans?”
Fiona’s fingers twitched nervously as she picked up a stick, absentmindedly snapping it into smaller pieces. “Marcus said they have two forms. One is the usual wolf, only, it’s massive. The other is a half-human, half-wolf hybrid. It stands on two legs and almost doubles in size.”
I had to fight the desperate urge to shudder. The image she was painting was not appealing anymore. It sounded terrifying, and not sexy, despite what Fiona thought. And the fact that he was c
