"I think you're human. Actually, I think we both are," he felt everything they had done the night before worse than when he'd drank too much wolf's bane laced whiskey. Wincing, Russell reached over and turned on the light on the nightstand. Even with the light on, the room seemed dim and dull. "I can't smell anything. I mean... Anything but us and the bed," he kept sniffing. Nothing except that both of them desperately needed a shower. He lifted his hand and tried to will it to shift to wolf form. Nothing. "And I can't shift."