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“A wereleopard,” he finished for her.

She nodded.

“Three years,” he said.

I did quick math in my head. “That means that Gabriel brought you over when you were seventeen.”

He nodded. “Yes.”

“That’s illegal,” I said.

“It’s illegal in most states to contaminate anyone willingly with a potential fatal disease, regardless of age,” Richard said.

I shook my head. “I guess I’m starting to treat lycanthropy the way the law treats vampirism. If you’re eighteen you can choose.”

“The law doesn’t treat it the same,” he said.

I knew that, but I’d spent so much time among the shapeshifters, that I just sort of forgot. Careless of me. “I guess I forgot.”

“And you a federal marshal,” he said, but the biting comment lacked snap, because he hunched with pain at the same time.

“How hurt are you?” I asked.

“I’ll answer that,” Dr. Lillian said. She smiled, but her eyes were serious. “If he were human he’d stand a very good chance of losing the use of that arm. Maybe he’d regain 50 percent, maybe less mobility. Your vampire severed muscles and ligaments all through the shoulder and upper chest region.”

“But he’s not human,” I said, “so he’ll heal.” I let the “your vampire” comment go. I liked the doc, and I didn’t want to fight.

“He’ll heal, but it will take days, maybe weeks, if he refuses to shift.”

“I promise that I will shift to wolf form when I get home.”

She looked at him like she didn’t believe him.

“Just because I can shift back to human form almost immediately doesn’t mean that it doesn’t come with a price. I’d rather not be exhausted for the rest of the day. If I shift and stay in animal form for a couple of hours, it will be less of a drain when I go back to human form.” I think he was lecturing more for Clair’s sake than anyone else’s. She really was new. “So I’ll wait until I get home, so Clair won’t have to explain why she’s driving around with a werewolf in the car.” That last sounded a tad bitter.

“He won’t say it, so I will. I’m new enough that if one of my pack switches form, sometimes it brings on my change, too. And I’m not trustworthy when I first turn animal.” She looked down, not meeting anyone’s eyes.

Richard took her hand. “It’s alright, Clair, everyone has problems at first.”

Everyone nodded, some said “yes.” That seemed to cheer her a little. She looked younger than I’d thought at first, maybe twenty-four, twenty-five, maybe a little younger. If she hadn’t been Richard’s new girlfriend, I would have asked. But it seemed like prying and none of my business.

“Even if you shift at home, I’ve never seen you heal this much damage in forty-eight hours,” Dr. Lillian said.

“So?” he said, sounding defensive. Had I missed something?

“If you go to school on Monday with your arm useless and then by Friday it’s usable, don’t you think some of your fellow teachers might wonder about your remarkable recovery?”

“I’ll make up a less traumatic injury, something that could heal that fast.”

She shook her head. “If they find out you’re a werewolf, they won’t let you teach children.”

“I know that,” he said, voice fierce, and the first thread of his power trickled through the air like a line of heat.

Clair’s breath came out in a quiver. She looked dizzy. Micah put a chair under her, and helped Richard ease her into it.

“How long has she been a werewolf?” I asked.

“Three months,” he said.

I looked at him, and he wouldn’t meet my eyes. “Three months, and you took her outside a safe house less than a week before the full moon?”

“Doesn’t your house qualify as a safe house?” he asked.

“You can come here to shift form, but I don’t have a reinforced room.” Most true safe houses had a room with a steel door and reinforced concrete walls. Most people put the rooms down in their basements and just told those who asked it was storage.

“We were supposed to have a picnic today,” Clair said in her small, uncertain voice.

I had to turn around so Richard wouldn’t see my face. You did not take a brand-new shifter out for a picnic, if she was having this kind of trouble.

“She was fine this morning,” he said.

I turned