hear the witch he’d been saddled with had little to no power of her own. The freezing spell she’d used on the bitch-twins in the restaurant was about the extent of her abilities these days.
A thought dawned on her. “What do you mean your wolf told you? You’re the wolf.” Rex’s jaw ticked. “It’s complicated.”
She bet it was. Narrowing her eyes, it occurred to her this might be the best thing to have happened to her in a while. Drea Dubrese’s coven would love any information she could bring them. Enough intel and she might be able to negotiate the release of her mother and return to her normal appearance. All she had to do was to get this frustrating, gorgeous wolf to tell her the things she needed to know, and then figure out how to get the heck away from him in one piece. “How complicated?” He scratched his head. “We never talk about it to outsiders. Hell, we barely discuss it amongst ourselves.”
“Am I an outsider? Or am I the woman you want to mate?” She realized how manipulative she was being. Never having done this before, she hoped she didn’t overplay her hand with him. For years, everyone around her had been using this trick to get her to do what they wanted. Surely, she must have some ability to do it on her own.
“We’re both man and wolf. One of the reasons for not discussing it is people don’t get it, no matter how much we explain.”
“I’m not just people . As you keep pointing out, I’m a witch. I’m sure I can handle whatever mystics are going on here.” She hoped. Considering she could be walking into a giant disaster…
“When we’re born…”
She had to interrupt, which she hated since he’d apparently decided to speak about it and she didn’t want him to change his mind. “We, being wolf-shifters?” He nodded, a piece of his nearly black hair falling into his eyes before he swatted it away. Rex needed a haircut in a major way. It was disturbingly cute.
“Correct.”
“Okay.” She leaned back so she could regard him more clearly. “Please go on.”
“When we’re born, we are just like other humans. We don’t have any particular powers.” He stopped speaking, and she had the feeling he held something back. Still, she didn’t want to push. If she could be patient about the twin situation, she could manage to find a way to handle this too. One way or another, she’d draw the wolf out until she got what she needed.
He continued. “It’s not until later, puberty usually, our wolves show up. It’s like one day they are not there and the next they are sharing our body, in our mind, speaking with us. They are the magic; our human half is around for the ride.” What he said didn’t make one lick of sense. “Where are they before they come to you?”
Rex shrugged. “I have no idea.”
“Can you talk to it?” Elizabeth’s mind whirled at the world he opened up to her. The wolf came to them in puberty. It was like a magic awakening showing up with age. Did the wolf exist before then? Did their bodies create the wolf? Did…
Her musings were cut off by his response. “Yes, of course. He badgers me constantly.”
“You don’t always get along?”
“No. The wolf-human relationship is not always a harmonious one. In general, we don’t discuss it. Ever. It’s a very private thing.” He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. “But you have to understand about my dual nature. I’m actually two entities in one body. One of us is always fighting for control.”
“Fighting? Like in a constant war?” Elizabeth had never been so glad to not be a wolf in her life. Well, she’d never wanted to be one but now she really didn’t want to grow fur and walk on all fours. She’d have to be sure to never let Rex bite her. Assuming being bitten turned a person into a wolf. She needed to find out from Rex if the rumors of changing into shifters were, in fact, true.
“It starts out war-like. At least it did for me. I’m not sure what it’s