“Oh thank God for that,” she replied emphatically, thrilled beyond words that she had some confirmation that the marginal improvement in her own health was noticed was not her imagination. Perhaps she could look like herself again? Behave, if not entirely not normally, then not unlike other women who had a secret from their families.

“I was worried I’d never adjust,” she looked him over and wondered if his shabby appearance was not, as she had assumed, due to being a werewolf. “Is somebody looking after you?”

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MJ knows my soul rings to the rune of this iconic hat