Andrew nuzzled her gently and bent his head to touch his nose to hers. He growled softly and nipped her neck.
For a moment, they stood facing each other under the full moon. Leah lowered herself to a crouch, and sprang up. She was off like an arrow, running through the grass and between the trees.
She could scent him, hear him, feel him following her closely. He hung back and gave her a head start, before chasing her again. That was what wolves did. They played, they chased, they hunted.
She was a wolf, a hunter, not an outcast and not a victim.
Running back to the lake, she shifted back to human form and retrieved her clothes. She dressed quickly and whirled round to see Andrew stalking towards her. He had shifted and thrown on his clothes as well. His jeans hung low on his hips and his shirt flapped open.
The moonlight played on his ripped torso, highlighting the hard, defined planes and muscles on his body. She felt her breath hitch and her pulse quicken. He was so handsome, so beautiful, as a man, as a wolf. And he wanted her. Always.
“Your wolf is beautiful,” he growled, coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. “Just like you.”
“You're the first man to see my wolf,” she said coyly, kissing him back.
There was a dark, wicked glint in his eye. “But...I won't be the last,” he said. “I want you to show our pack what you can do.”
She smiled shyly. “Oh.”
“I want everyone to see your wolf. You are a werewolf, Leah. A true, real werewolf.”
“I know!” She rested her head on his broad shoulders and giggled. “It feels amazing!”
A giddy laugh bubbled from her throat.
She whooped delightedly and shrieked when Andrew lifted her up and spun her around.
“Stop! Put me down,” she squealed, swatting at his arms. “Let me go!”
“No.” He caught her tightly in his arms, and she gasped at the fierce, feral heat in his eyes. “I am never letting you go, Leah.”
“Andrew...” she whispered.
His voice dropped an octave. “You are my Leah. My beautiful, beautiful wolf. And I am going to claim you. As my mate.”
End
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