‘Are you going to untie my wrists?’ I ask.

  ‘I suppose I could untie you. It's not like you’re strong enough to do anything,’ he says, chuckling. He stands, takes out his knife, and cuts the cable ties.

  Instantly shifting, I pounce on him, growling, snapping, and snarling.

  ‘Holy shit! You can shift?’ He yells, trying to push me off him.

  I bite his arm, and he cries out in pain, before shifting into his big grey wolf. We bite each other and snarl at each other. He clamps down on my throat with his teeth, cutting off my oxygen. Struggling to free myself, he clamps down even harder every...