#Chapter 20: Special

Enzo Nina’s confession hit me like a ton of bricks. As soon as she described what she saw, I was reminded of a conversation I had with the dean the day prior… The dean called me to her office to tell me something urgent. I was there in mere moments; having the ability to teleport was one of the werewolf traits that I appreciated the most sometimes. “Oh, good,” she said, sitting at her desk. “Take a seat.” I sat across from her. “What’s so urgent?” I asked. The dean rubbed her forehead and sighed. “You haven’t been shifting on campus, have you?” “No, of course not,” I replied. “I know better than that.” She nodded and clasped her hands in front of her on the desk. “Students have been reporting sights of shifters on campus. Just last week, a girl claimed that she was followed home at night by what she described as a ‘human-cat hybrid’. The day after that, a male student was caught running through the dorms in only his towel, banging on doo