"Not impossible," Jake echoed because that was the truth. After this whole thing, Jake wasn't going to say anything was impossible in this city. In Brighton, werewolves were for the telly, changing into another gender was for books, and staving off death was for dreams.

Here, it was all a reality and if Jake allowed himself to think about it, he might end up a gibbering idiot. It was a lot to adapt to and while Jake thought himself good at rolling with things, Darrow put him through his paces.

"Hopefully temporary too," he added. "Let's all pray that this is temporary."