"No promises, but I'll do my best." He was kind of reluctant to admit just how much he'd been moving on instinct, how much he'd let the wolf take over. He'd just finished reassuring her that he was in control, he didn't want to give her any reason to doubt that.

He laid back on the bed, staring at the ceiling. It was going to be a long night. "Sometimes I think it would be easier to just...let it happen," he said quietly. "Just go out into the woods and transform. But I don't dare." Because if he let go of his focus and let the wolf out during the full moon, he'd be moving on pure instinct. If he happened to run across someone out there, a hunter or a hiker or just someone in the wrong place at the wrong time...he wasn't willing to take that chance.