conversation, but she had a habit of saying whatever came to mind.
"You don't stay on one subject for too long, do you?" he asked, reading her like a book.
"Nope."
"Well, are you a timber wolf? A Mexican gray wolf?"
"I'm not any of those. I'm a werewolf. I just transform into a giant wolf."
"Well, I'm a shifter too, so there's your answer."
"Gotcha. What color are you?"
Beorn glanced over at her just as he took a dangerous turn. She held on as the truck leaned without its driver even paying attention. The bear was unfazed as he looked over at her, a half smile on his face.
"I'm brown," he finally said. "I turn into a giant brown bear."
"I wish I could see how big of a bear you are."
"You'll find out," he said, returning his eyes to the road.
"Oh? How am I going to find that out?"
"You think we're going to stay in human form all night?"
"I've never been on a date where we shifted and ran."
"Have you ever been on a good date?"
"No, actually."
"Exactly. Those stupid domesticated wolves don't know what they're missing out on."
"I'm one of those domesticated wolves!" Rain felt insulted just a bit. Beorn didn't seem to like the way the wolves of Bucklin conducted themselves. It seemed like he had the wrong impression of her. The first words she had said to him in the bar were a rallying cry against the domestication of the Bucklin wolves, but at the same time they didn't reflect her true feelings. Or did they? Everything had been so confusing lately.
"No, you're not." He had a smile on his face so smug Rain wanted to slap it off. Or bite it off. That might be kind of hot.
"How do you know?"
"I just know."
"Because of the speech I gave you last night? Listen, Beorn, maybe you should stop this truck and turn around if that's the impression you have of me. That wasn't me talking last night."
"Yes, it was."
"No, it wasn't. It was my wolf. I don't know how my wolf side did it, but it took over and said that. That's not me."
"Yes, it is."
"Why are you so sure?" Rain was starting to get frustrated at his condescending tone.
"Because your wolf is an animal. It can't speak and it can't speak through you. Deep down inside, that's what you feel. You're becoming one with what you are, not running from it like the other wolves in Bucklin."
"My human friend had to clean my house because it was so dirty the other day. She had to clean up all the pizza boxes that I had stacked beside the couch. All I do is watch TV and eat pizza. Does that sound like a wolf to you?"
"Are you happy doing that every night?"
"Yes."
"No, you're not."
This guy was good. She almost felt naked in front of him, and transparent.
"Okay, fine. I have felt like something's missing lately, but I'm getting that tonight."
"A man isn't what's missing from your life. A connection with what you really are is what's missing."
"Why are you so sure?"
"I've known most of these wolves my whole life, Rain. I can see how they've changed over the years. They're becoming more and more miserable. Thorn is my best friend in the world."
"That guy has it all figured out."
"No, he doesn't. He's denied his inner beast for too long. I can tell, he's not happy."
"But Rowan seems happy."
"Rowan is happy. Both halves of him are connected."
"Eva says they're not. She thinks the reason he flips out and kills is because his wolf has been suppressed for too long and then it takes over."
"She's a human. She doesn't know what she's talking
"You don't stay on one subject for too long, do you?" he asked, reading her like a book.
"Nope."
"Well, are you a timber wolf? A Mexican gray wolf?"
"I'm not any of those. I'm a werewolf. I just transform into a giant wolf."
"Well, I'm a shifter too, so there's your answer."
"Gotcha. What color are you?"
Beorn glanced over at her just as he took a dangerous turn. She held on as the truck leaned without its driver even paying attention. The bear was unfazed as he looked over at her, a half smile on his face.
"I'm brown," he finally said. "I turn into a giant brown bear."
"I wish I could see how big of a bear you are."
"You'll find out," he said, returning his eyes to the road.
"Oh? How am I going to find that out?"
"You think we're going to stay in human form all night?"
"I've never been on a date where we shifted and ran."
"Have you ever been on a good date?"
"No, actually."
"Exactly. Those stupid domesticated wolves don't know what they're missing out on."
"I'm one of those domesticated wolves!" Rain felt insulted just a bit. Beorn didn't seem to like the way the wolves of Bucklin conducted themselves. It seemed like he had the wrong impression of her. The first words she had said to him in the bar were a rallying cry against the domestication of the Bucklin wolves, but at the same time they didn't reflect her true feelings. Or did they? Everything had been so confusing lately.
"No, you're not." He had a smile on his face so smug Rain wanted to slap it off. Or bite it off. That might be kind of hot.
"How do you know?"
"I just know."
"Because of the speech I gave you last night? Listen, Beorn, maybe you should stop this truck and turn around if that's the impression you have of me. That wasn't me talking last night."
"Yes, it was."
"No, it wasn't. It was my wolf. I don't know how my wolf side did it, but it took over and said that. That's not me."
"Yes, it is."
"Why are you so sure?" Rain was starting to get frustrated at his condescending tone.
"Because your wolf is an animal. It can't speak and it can't speak through you. Deep down inside, that's what you feel. You're becoming one with what you are, not running from it like the other wolves in Bucklin."
"My human friend had to clean my house because it was so dirty the other day. She had to clean up all the pizza boxes that I had stacked beside the couch. All I do is watch TV and eat pizza. Does that sound like a wolf to you?"
"Are you happy doing that every night?"
"Yes."
"No, you're not."
This guy was good. She almost felt naked in front of him, and transparent.
"Okay, fine. I have felt like something's missing lately, but I'm getting that tonight."
"A man isn't what's missing from your life. A connection with what you really are is what's missing."
"Why are you so sure?"
"I've known most of these wolves my whole life, Rain. I can see how they've changed over the years. They're becoming more and more miserable. Thorn is my best friend in the world."
"That guy has it all figured out."
"No, he doesn't. He's denied his inner beast for too long. I can tell, he's not happy."
"But Rowan seems happy."
"Rowan is happy. Both halves of him are connected."
"Eva says they're not. She thinks the reason he flips out and kills is because his wolf has been suppressed for too long and then it takes over."
"She's a human. She doesn't know what she's talking
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