Bab 444: You're A Shifter, Aren't You?

Damien Yarrow had not been having much luck with his reconnaissance mission. He had been afraid to try approaching the shifter clan first because they would recognize him right away so he went for the Blackwood coven first. 

He was a raven. There were plenty of those around there. 

Witches needed familiars and the most common ones were birds and cats as far as he could tell. Nobody had noticed anything off about him yet. 

There was one witch, probably in her late teens, who had taken notice of him and kept giving him food. He couldn't help but wonder if he could use this to his advantage. She had been very kind to him so far but that might change if she knew he was a shifter. The two groups had bad blood between them that started long before his ancestors were cursed.