She’d been so proud of her kill. Of her chance to show Giles that she was capable, that she wasn’t a child. Why had he said what he’d said? She’d hoped her latest transformation would be the one to get him to truly see her. To recognize that she was a woman and he a male and she was choosing him. She’d had time to think it through. There were ways around her deal with Rumpel, ways that could ensure her safety and his. It would never be a true mating, which meant Giles would be free to bind his heart to another someday down the road, and no shifter in Kingdom would recognize their mating as legitimate, but if it meant happiness, even if only for now, then wasn’t it worth it to try? She had no bluidy clue why she couldn’t turn her feelings off for the demone. But it was more than hormones. When a wolf chose it wasn’t simply because of bodily need. But because it recognized true compatibility. Against all odds, her wolf wanted not another wolf, but Giles.
