I inhale deeply and face him. Just as I was about to reject him, I sense Summer stirring awake. No, no, no. Not at this moment.

"Ask me anything." I quickly inquire of him.

This was the most effective diversion I could find at the moment. Engaging in a conversation with him would distract me from the intense anger that enveloped my wolf.

He offers me his heart-wrenching smile. "Let us begin with an easy task. What color do you like the most?" he inquires.

I let ...