He saw instantly where this conversation was going. He had to be honest with her about who he was. He wasn’t going to change, not with his leopard so dominant. Not with so many years of being the man he’d become. He liked the way he was. It was important for her to know the truth of him, even if it was a little risky so early in their relationship.

“Yes and no, baby. I told you, I like my way. My rules, my way. That’s just how it is. I’ll make certain you’re happy. Just like the way I talk sometimes. You don’t always like it, but you’re okay with it. I think you’re in danger, you will do exactly what I tell you when I tell you. It’s that simple.”

“I see. So really a dictatorship.”

He shrugged. “I don’t give a damn how you want to label it, Kitten. The bottom line is we’ll work it out. You don’t like something, you tell me. We’ll work it out.”

“Will we, Eli? Will you listen to me?”

He heard the slight tremor in her voice. She was being very brave, trying to get a sense of her future with him. He didn’t want to lie to her and paint a pretty picture. He wasn’t going to be easy to live with, but he’d been with her enough to know she fit with him. She didn’t know it yet, but he knew it. He felt it.

He brought her hand to his mouth and slowly pried open her fingers. Pressing his mouth to the center of her palm he looked into her brilliant blue eyes. She was really trying for him and he appreciated it. His heart turned over, like it often did when she looked so fragile.

She had grown up in a terrible household and she knew the criminal world, but in many ways she’d been sheltered. Cordeau hadn’t wanted her to know too much about anything in the world so that when her leopard emerged, she would be totally reliant on him for anything, including information she would need.

Had Cordeau planned to shape her into the kind of mate he needed for his killer leopard? Would he have tried to force her to hunt humans with him? If she had done so even once, thinking all shifters did, the shame and guilt would have tied her to Cordeau for eternity.

“I’ll listen to you, Catarina, I promise. I’m going to make certain you’re happy here. I’ve noticed you don’t need much to make you happy. Laughter, music, great coffee and a kitchen. And boots. I have to get you killer, sexy boots.” He was rewarded for remembering by her quick smile and he vowed to get right on finding boots for her.