Slater
"It is if she's a Shadewolf," I said. "They can have more than one mate, but she can only mark one, the one chosen by the Moon Goddess as her true fated mate. If she makes a wrong choice, then our world stands a great risk that you cannot imagine, and for the rest," I let the sentence hang.
We all knew what 'the rest' meant.
"Wait!" Rhett interrupted, leaning forward. "Didn't you just say she was a Direwolf earlier? When we saw her shift?"
I nodded, running a hand through my hair in frustration. "That's the most confusing part. Everything I saw tonight—her size, her hooves, the white marking on her chest, even the red patches, those are Direwolf traits, and that should be impossible."
"How is it impossible?" Kael asked. "Having a Shadewolf doesn't mean you cannot be any other thing? Don't they say people who have Shadewolves when their wolves finally manifest, they can become anything?"
"Yes," I nodded, "but a Direwolf?"
