He knows me?

Later that evening one of my paws was in a leather-lined silver cuff and chained to the wall. Silver suppressed my abilities. I couldn’t shift or fully use my heightened senses. I also couldn’t fully communicate with my wolf. I could see I had enough room to move about the room but not leave it. I was placed in one of the guest bungalows on a massive dog bed. I was large for a female juvenile wolf, my shoulders were just three feet. I had a rust-colored coat with a white diamond on my chest. The tip of my right ear had a black patch. My blue-gray eyes were the only oddity. When human I had blue eyes and as a wolf gray took over. I was laying there on my side, resting. The last time I was used as a wolf, it took a week to recover from the numerous bites.

There were two bowls set to the side of my bed, one filled with ice water and I was certain if I performed well, the other would be filled with meat. I looked around the room, realizing I had never been in this room before.