*Oliver*
Adrian was a stealthy wolf, his fur a blazing gold that caught the moonlight as he trotted ahead of me.
I was much, much larger than him, and he knew it. When Xander had kicked us out of that stolen truck, and we'd made a break for the hills, we'd shifted almost immediately. I was big, red, and looked rather intimidating, in my humble opinion. Adrian hadn't looked at me without his ears pinned back against his head since the second he turned his head to look at me the first time, and I took that as a compliment.
But the d**k-measuring contest between us didn't last long. We'd only retreated far enough away to size up whatever threat Xander was facing so we could shift and fight.
But some unearthly demon from the depths of hell itself had dropped out of the sky right in fron
