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BROCK

The night air is cool, but the thick undercoat of my fur keeps me plenty warm as I traverse through the forest on the outskirts of Riverton’s territory. It’s no surprise that I had to let my wolf out to run tonight after the way the last twenty-four hours have gone. I was already agitated enough following the events of last night and this morning; topping it off with Astrid’s little performance in my office this afternoon had me ready to explode.

Shifting into my wolf form and going for a run is cathartic in itself- and tiring out the beast within does wonders for keeping my temper and baser urges at bay. With Astrid around, I need to do all I can to dull my animal instincts because the girl is clearly a walking, talking trigger for me. It’s a miracle I was able to walk out of my office today without tearing her clothes off and having my way with her, especially because it was obvious how badly we bo