Unkown to Jill, a few second after asking that Danyor, who had been out because his own grandson was staying with the old man's new girlfriend and himself for the weekend, got back home accompanied by said grand-son.
As soon as they passed the door they stopped dead in their track. There was a werewolf in the house, but one that felt different from the others. Instead of feeling the raging inferno of magical energy caused by the eternal battle between it's human and wolf side, this one felt like a gentle and even comforting presence. It was like this one was in perfect control of itself, like the two part of its psyche were just two side of the same coin… Was it possible?
But how could they feel all this you ask? While the Gypsy who had cursed Ray's father only had one daughter, he also had numerous sons, among which was Danyor himself who, like all members of his family, could feel it when someone near enough had been cursed by his father.
Neither Danyor nor his brothers had liked what said father had donne, and felt forced to hunt the victims of the curse before they could hurt anyone, and bring an end to their torment. But if this werewolf was really as they felt it was? There was no reason to do anything, was there?
Seeing the two boy frozen, Juliana mock-pouted and asked "Does my grand-daughter have that much effect on you, boys?"