He laughed bitterly. “Oh gee, I can’t imagine. Maybe because I was afraid you’d freak out and hate me. What a ridiculous thought that was, huh?”

Blushing, she looked away, ashamed of the fact that he’d been right about her and he shouldn’t have been. “I’m sorry for that.”

“It’s all right. You weren’t the only one who tried to kill me.”

No, his entire patria, including his mother, siblings, and grandfather had tried to kill him. And still he’d managed to survive.

“Did your father welcome you in?”

“I never gave him the chance to reject me. I found his pack and when I saw how little respect he had for Vane and Fang, I decided to lay low and not tell him I was his son. I figured one near-death experience at the hands of a parent was enough for anyone.” He traced circles around her breasts. “You’ve really never shapeshifted?”

“Why would I?”

He stopped to stare at her. “I think you should.”

“Why?”

“It’s part of who and what you are.”

So what? “It’s a part I don’t have to accept or like.”

“Yes, you do.”

She tensed at his tone. “What are you saying?”

“I’m saying either you shift into a wolf, or I’m going to shock you and make you.”

She gasped at his threat. “You wouldn’t dare.”

“Try me.”

Horrified, she sat up. “This isn’t funny, Fury. I don’t want to be a wolf.”

His turquoise eyes were relentless. “For one minute, humor me. You need to know what it is you hunt, and what it is you hate.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s what I am and I want you to understand me.”

She wanted to tell him to shove that. She did understand him, but before she could say that, she stopped.

He was right. How could she understand what he was when she’d never experienced it herself? If it was important to him, then she would do this.

“For you only, and only for one minute.”

He inclined his head and waited.

And waited.

When a full three minutes had gone by and she was still human, he arched a brow at her. “Well?”

“Okay. I’m doing it.” Glaring at him, she flashed into her wolf’s form.

Fury smiled at the sight of her on his bed. Dark brown with black and red strands running through the wolf’s coat, she was as beautiful in this form as she was in her human one. He ran his hand through her fur. “See, it’s not so bad, is it?”

Can you understand me?

“Of course I can. Just like you can understand me. Now look around the room. See how different things look. How much sharper sounds and scents are.”

She looked up at him.