Jenner finally began, not really sure what he was going to say but aware he had to say something before the woman decided to punch him, “you must have seen a werewolf movie or two. I’m not saying they’re accurate, but they did hit a couple important points. You realize you’re going to turn into a wolf at least once a month from now on, right?” That reminder took a little of the heat from her eyes, Jenner noted, and replaced it with worry. It was a step in the right direction. “Well, yes...I was only thinking once a month, but...yes,” Mia said. “But, I mean, there’s got to be werewolves in Philly, right? I figured if there were a group or club or something, you know...they could help me sort it all out. Get used to it. What do you mean by at least once a month?” The only thing that kept him from laughing was knowing it would hurt her feelings. He kept his voice carefully emotionless. “We’ll get to that.
