She pegged him with a hard stare. "Don't. Don't you dare. Those eyes I stared into last night weren't yours." She looked back to the pack. "I don't know much about the wolves that you hold inside you except sometimes they can take over your consciousness so that you have black-outs. That's what happened last night. Deucalion, in his human mind, would never hurt me. He was angry, something from his past surfacing. My guess is that the wolf took over, protecting him."
Again, murmurs whispered through the pack, many of them sharing confused looks and looking up at him.
Allison looked between him and the pack. "They don't know, do they? You never told them." She looked back to the gathered pack members. "This bad thing happened to me, to both of us last night. And I understand why."
Deucali
