The next morning, halfway to the higher council, Prince Andre fell in next to me. Holy crap, he smelled good.
"Good morning," he greeted. Of course, he kept up effortlessly.
"Good morning," I greeted back.
"You are gonna have to drink from me if you want to see how a shifter kills to turn into the animal they kill," he casually informed me.
"Why not just tell me?" I questioned coming to a standstill.
"Because you will understand better if you see it for yourself," he half yelled, not stopping his jog.
I realised he was not stopping, so I moved into a sprint to catch up with him.
"The first mistake you made was not killing the raven out of free will," Prince Andre enlightened me.
"What do you mean. I wanted to kill the bird," I corrected him.
"You were compelled to kill it," Prince Andre corrected me.
"Where are we going?" I asked when I caught up with him.
