“Don't lie about something that could get you killed.” I said.
“I don't shift in front of people, Damon. I'm not exposing my wolf because an ancient doorway demands it.” She insisted as her amber eyes hardened.
“I didn't ask you to shift.” I said.
“You were thinking it.” She said.
“I need to understand what we're dealing with.” I said.
“Then accept that my wolf isn't a weapon you can order me to use.” She said.
She was right, and I hated how little control I had over whatever threatened her.
“I won't ask you to reveal her, and I won't make that decision for you.” I said.
Her expression softened slightly.
“Good. Now, can we figure out why your creepy underground double wants you to answer a question?” She asked.
Before I could respond, the voice spoke again.
“Damon Blackthorne.
