I sniffed the air, I could make out the scent of a human and another, more confusing scent; it was similar to a wolf, but it wasn't. "Something is wrong with that scent," I said.

"Adam's older brother, Alan, he gave up his wolf when he married his wife."

"Why would you do that?"

"It makes you as close to human as we can get. They can't procreate, and he loses the senses and help of his wolf." I thought about it, thought about my mother Vivian who had married Dad and from all respects seemed happy. "Why didn't Doctor Vivian give up her wolf?"

"She thought about it, but...