Chapter Nineteen

'Time; and guilt. I could never really surrender myself to the pure bloodlust of the wolf creature. When I finally did change into a full wolf, I ran and ran, deep into the dark forests of early Europe. I took up with a pack and decided roam free and live like a wolf. Only hunting animals and then only to eat, not just to kill.'

"So, now you have the body of a wolf, but the mind of a man?"

He shrugged. Then nodded.

'Most of the time, but not always; sometimes I forgot who I had been and would just live like a wolf. The curse always kept me alive, no matter how bad my wounds were; eventually I would heal. When I would wake up after one of these massive healing slumbers, I'd remember who I was, and start the cycle over again.'

He stopped pushing his thoughts into her mind. It was too risky to continue. He was out of practice and he didn't want a repeat of his earlier mistake. He would stick to the facial expressions and body language from now on. Perhaps later, when she was more comfort