Hannibal approached further, seeing Valentine was obviously in pain. As he stepped, the clouds fell away and the light of the moon reached both men. The feel of it on the back of his neck, made Hannibal realize what was going on here.

He'd never seen such a thing, of course, but when one knew fairies and vampires, the jump to werewolves just wasn't that large.

Valentine was a werewolf?

"This is your ailment?" He asked, not stepping any closer, but back a few steps.