Kane
I didn’t like that tone in her voice, the one that said she was about to tell me something awful. Like she was a cat person.
“What is it, baby?” She worried her bottom lip between her teeth, clearly not excited to spill it. “You can tell me anything, my beautiful mate.”
She drew in a deep breath, pressing the perfect mounds of her breasts tighter against me, and then finally blurted it out.
“I can’t really shift. Well, I can. A little. A few times a year, for a few minutes. I don’t know why, but if I try to stay in fur for long, I pass out. Most full moons, I can’t run with the pack at all, so I just stay in my lab and work.” She stopped herself, and I could practically see the wheels turning as she forced herself to stop, grinding her teeth together to wait for my reaction.
And
