When I came to, I knew I wasn't with Boss because I actually had some form of clothing on, and I wasn't on the floor.

I sat up and immediately felt the soreness from not shifting for so long. I let out a quiet groan.

I heard a somewhat familiar voice say, "Take it easy, your body is regaining its strength and energy,".

I blinked the sleep out of my eyes a few times before recognizing Bruce.

"Bruce?" I asked.

He nodded his head to confirm, ringing his hands together. It seemed to be a nervous gesture.

"Where am I?" I asked looking around the gray room I didn't recognize.

"You're at the Avenger's Tower in New York," Bruce informed reassuringly.

I watched him approach me, "I stitched up a few of the more serious wounds, but the team wants to know how you survived the..." He seemed unable to find a word or term to sugar coat it, "Neck... wound..."

I grimaced at the reminder and put a hand on my scar.

"Yeah, so we think-" Bruce was rudely cut off by the door opening revealing Tony, who was wearing clothes reeking of oil, coffee, and something burnt.

I managed not to flinch or wrinkle my in distaste, "So how's-Oh you're awake, finally,".

Bruce sighed and took off his glasses, cleaning them with his shirt, "You remember Tony I'm sure," he sounded exasperated.

I nodded hesitantly looking past Tony and into the hallway as Loki seemingly appeared.

He entered the room, "I see you've finally awoken. How do you feel?" Loki asked, completely ignoring Tony's presence and barely sparing Bruce a glance.

I nodded my head, "I've felt better, but I feel much better than before,".

Loki gave a small smile and walked to the side of the bed and put a hand on my head, briefly closing his eyes.

I felt his magic sweep through me before he backed away.

"You will need to remain here for around..." he hummed in thought for a moment, "Two days or so before I'd even think about letting you get up and venture around the tower. However, I wish to know how you transformed,".

Tony threw his hands in the air and left mumbling about needing to complete a project. 

Bruce left the room saying he'd be back later after Loki shooed him out and took his place in a chair.

I took a deep breath, "I'm what most people call a skinwalker, but not many know we exist..." I started to tell him the story of my species. The story of my pack.