"They're only words, Isaac," she reassured him. "He's used them to brainwash you. This is the only way to know for sure that you're free from him. Isn't that what you want? To be free?" Her dark eyes searched his for an answer. She knew he wanted that but she also understood his trepidation. Dick Roman had done a real number on Isaac.
"You don't have to worry about hurting me." Destiny had spent her life around werewolves and she knew how to handle them. Some of them made Isaac look like a kitten in comparison. She knew for a fact that she could handle Isaac if he started to get riled up and if the worst case scenario happened and he totally flipped out she would call security and they would tranquilize him.
"Just remember. He can't hurt you. He's all the way in Purgatory. The only thing he can use is words. Words can't hurt you. You choose your own actions. Isaac, I wouldn't suggest it if I didn't think you were ready for it. This is going to hurt but only as much as you let it. You're in control."
She gave him a serious look and made sure he was following everything that she was saying. "You're in control," she repeated.
Taking a deep breath she pulled her hand away from his. "Whenever you're ready."