Chapter 36: Chapter 36: The Dove

“Shrai…um, yes, indeed. I’m not actually a werewolf, I’m a shapeshifter.” Danica looked caught off guard and rubbed a large, fresh scar on her forearm.

That had to be where Shrai’s dagger hit her.

“This whole time I thought you were a werewolf like me. How…how…is your whole family shifters too? All the Walthams?” Shrai’s voice sounded fragile like porcelain.

“No, only me. Lord and Lady Waltham found me abandoned and took me in. They helped mask my scent and learn to shift into something that resembled a werewolf when necessary.” Danica swallowed thickly and approached Shrai as one would approach a wild animal.

“You got so mad when I lied to you about selling that painting, that you broke up with me! Now I find you…you…lied to me about everything that you are!” Shrai’s yell erupted broken and hoarse.

“Shrai, I had intended to …yet it wasn’t only my secret to disclose. And I knew how much you loathed shapeshifters that I—”