"And I do appreciate your discretion. It would make my work considerably more difficult if my treatment were public." She took a deep, silent breath, parting her lips slightly to let it go from her chest. "I was born as a Were, sir. I am also part Fae. My Master was pleased to cultivate my Fae gifts moreso than my animal aspect, you understand."
The memories began to creep up on her, clawing their way out from where she had neatly buried them, though she was careful not to let them register on her face. Is that what you want, girl? To be a filthy animal? If you want to act like an animal, Janie, you're going to be treated like one.