Chapter Twelve

He started running immediately. I sat on his back, held onto his back, and closed my eyes because looking at the trees and the speed at which we were passing them was making me lightheaded. He ran for a few minutes, then put me down. He shifted back and grabbed his shirt and shoes from me.

"Is that how Lycans look when they shift?"

"You could not allow me to finish tying my shoes before you ask another question."

"Come on, you like my questions." I smiled, trying to look seductive.

"No, I do not like it. That was a half-shift. Don't wolves half-shift?"

"They do, but I haven't seen a Lycan shift before, So I want to spot all the differences."

"Spot them in the morning. Now come on."

He walked for about two minutes and stopped at the tall Golden Gate. It was thrown open as soon as we moved closer. There was a huge mansion in the middle of the houses; it was really beautiful; the pillars were golden in color; and PALAST DER TOTEN SEELEN was written in front of it with a picture of a huge