A predator. I didn't disagree with that. I was, ultimately, my mother's son, as hard as I tried to keep myself from becoming like her, from using Kushiel's gifts as she had done. "You had some rather interesting friends," I replied, not passing judgement, but rather a simple observation. Considering some of the people I had known and some of the things I had seen in my relatively short life, I could not find the idea of a Yeti and a werewolf entirely unbelievable.

"I believe I do," I continued. "My past is part of who I am, and I cannot get away from it, but I can come to terms with it."