To Werewolf or not to Werewolf

This was the second time now that we had gathered at the meeting hall with the other Hunters. Mrs Emerson peered at the four of us quietly before saying, “I’d like to speak with Rath and the werewolf alone first, then everyone else can come in.”

Rem and I shared a glance but nodded slowly in agreement. It didn’t sound like she was angry, or that she was being fussy, but it sounded important. Whatever it was she needed to say, likely had something to do with the gaining of a spirit. Or, in Rem’s case, the awakening of his other half.

As Mrs Emerson closed the door behind the three of us, she peered at me intently. Then she looked at Rem and asked, “Rath, what kind of spirit did you summon? Usually, we hunters continue to bond with the same spirit over the centuries, which is how the position gets passed down to the next leader, however,” she paused and placed a hand to her chest, frowned and then continued to say, “while the spirit left my body,