by Becca Van
On the night of the full moon the pack gathered for a run. All the members had stripped off their clothes, preparing for the change as Sara stood frozen in embarrassment. She realized she would also have to remove her clothes for the change.
“Don’t worry, little spitfire, you’ll get used to seeing everyone naked. You have to take off your clothes before you can change, sugar.” Chase smiled encouragingly.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea. Everyone will see me naked.” Sara was horrified at the idea of everyone looking at her naked body.
“It’s not like they haven’t seen a naked female before. Come on, baby. No one is even looking this way. You know you love to run in wolf form. There is nothing better than running with the pack. You’ll love it, Sara,” Tony said in a soothing, cajoling voice.
Sara glanced around, realizing he was right. No one seemed to be taking any notice of her. She quickly stripped out of her clothes, envisaged her wolf, and changed her form. Tony and Chase changed beside her, towering over her in their wolves. She was such a small wolf she was hidden from view by her mates.
As one voice, the pack members threw their heads back, howling out their beautiful soulful voices to the light of the moon. The emotion-packed calls filled Sara with such joy, she threw her head back and joined them with her own voice. If she had been in her human form she knew she would have had tears of joy streaming down her face. With a last howl, Lucien gave the signal it was time to run.
Sara took off at a slower pace with her mates just in front of her. She was busy taking in the sights, sounds, and scents all around her. She had never felt as free and elated as when she ran along behind her mates. Tony and Chase fell back until she was once more running between the two large male wolves. They steered her until they came upon the small lake near the middle of the forest. They drank their fill, and since Sara was the smallest of the three of them, she moved back from the lake first.
Sara came across the scent of a rabbit and followed the trail until she found the rabbit’s burrow. She was in awe of her own abilities, her wolf’s abilities, being able to follow scents she had not even been aware of as a human.
Her mates joined her, following as she explored in her wolf form, protecting her, nipping at her heels when she would have taken a direction they didn’t like, until eventually they were back to where their clothes had been left. They changed back to their human bodies, dressed, and retreated to their cabin.
Sara headed straight for the shower, stripping off her clothes. She reached in and turned the faucets on. Adjusting the temperature to her satisfaction, she stepped in, letting the warm water stream over her head and down her body, easing her tired, aching muscles.
She guessed she wasn’t as accustomed to the change as she thought. With a sigh she grabbed a cloth, squirted body wash onto it, and washed her body. When she’d finished and dried off, she hurried into the bedroom and stopped in her tracks when she saw her mates sitting on the side of the bed. Lots of candles were placed strategically around the room, and when she met their gazes they both rose to their feet and came toward her.
Chase cleared his throat and took one of her hands in his. “I love you, sugar.”
“I love you, too.”
Tony clasped her other hand and gently squeezed it. “I love you, baby.”
“I love you, too.”
They both got down on bended knee and asked at the same time, “Will you marry us, Sara?”
Sara gulped around the lump of emotion in her throat and tried to blink back the tears, but they spilled over her lower lids and down her cheeks.
“Yes.”
They both rose to their feet and cuddled her between them. Sara was so happy she wanted to shout, but she contained her elation and hugged her men.
She was pregnant with their baby, and couldn’t wait to hold their little girl or boy in her arms. She had years of love and happiness to look forward to, and didn’t want to change a thing.
Sara was where she was supposed to be, in between her two mates.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
My name is Becca Van. I live in Australia with my wonderful hubby of many years, as well as my two children.
I read my first romance, which I found in the school library, at the age of thirteen and haven’t stopped reading them since. It is so wonderful to know that love is still alive and strong when there seems to be so much conflict in the world.
I dreamed of writing my own book one day but, unfortunately, didn’t follow my dream for many years. But once I started I knew writing was what I wanted to continue doing.
I love to escape from the world and curl up with a good romance, to see how the characters unfold and conflict is dealt with. I have read many books and love all facets of the romance genre, from historical to erotic romance. I am a sucker for a happy ending.
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