His ears flickered back and forth and he momentarily bared his teeth. I can't, Danny.
I found myself frowning. Why not? I asked.
Because, Danny, I literally cannot.
Why not? I asked again.
You know how I'm the alpha of my pack?
Yea, I guess. I said.
Well, I have control over my pack. If I say something, they have to obey it or they can be punished severely. Like death, or excommunication. And technically, since I'm not eighteen, I'm still a part of my father's pack. I can't have a real pack until I'm officially an adult. So my father has control over me. He told me not to tell anyone—you especially. I'm sorry. I really like you, Danny. Just this— this is killing me.
I was astounded. What? You-you like me?
He shook his head in exasperation, snorting. Of course. You're beautiful, Danny. He said as his tongue lolled out in a wolfish grin.
You know, you're a really bad liar. I thought, sniffling and pushing around him.