"I SAID I DIDN'T!" Howard snapped his head back to him. His teeth gnashing together and making unpleasant grinding noises.

He staggered backwards as if he had been hit. Holding a palm up, Howard shook his head repeatedly. "Fine, you're slow. Yes, your werewolf side is stubborn. I get it. That's reasonable. How about this? I will remove the binds on your feet. That should show my sincerity enough."

'Feet? Not even close.' But since Howard is alone, this can be an opportunity to render the man unconscious.

"It will erase his mark?"

"Even the scent." Howard reassured with a curve of his lips. He patiently explained, like talking to...