"You get you're not really Dracula right?" Dean asked. "And even if you are, how do you explain the werewolf and the mummy?"
"I am all monsters," the shifter answered. It was true. He was all monsters. He was all people. He was whoever he wanted to be. But, first and foremost, he was a monster. His father had told him that when he was five years old. Just because he had turned into his brother for a few minutes. It was kind of ironic, considering his father had always asked him why he couldn't be more like his brother.