"I thought this would be all right, there aren't organized Packs in this area. Most are from the Pacific Northwest through Maine, and across Canada. These rogues, they can be anywhere. It's probably best if I stay out of sight."

"You're in no shape to go dancing, my love," I said as I kissed her head.

"I'm healing already, we heal faster than humans. Give me a week and I'll be good as new." She pulled off one of the bandaids, showing how the small cut was already scarred over.

"Cool. Any more superpowers?" Doc was busy inspecting the healing wound.

"Night vision, great hearing, stamina, a wolf form and...