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“Where’s this excitement coming from, mister?” I grinned at him, kissing him amid all the steam.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered in my ear. “It’s a wonder how either of us gets anything done.”

“Other than each other, you mean,” I laughed. Then I got on my knees. I wanted to taste him. Seeing his throbbing cock in front of my face made all the tiredness exit from my body.

I kissed his tip as I felt him harden within my grasp. I licked him, enjoying the moans he was making. I wrapped my lips around his throbbing cock and let it fill my mouth.

Brandon lifted me up and pinned me against the shower wall, kissing my wet breasts. I closed my eyes and let him please me in all the right ways. He slid inside me and our naked bodies ground against each other in the hot shower.

My legs shook as I came. I wrapped myself around him for support and let him carry me out of the shower into the bedroom, where we continued our sexual antics on the bed, never minding that we drenched the sheets that we had just changed.

 

   

“Hurry, hurry, hurry,” I said as Brandon got out of the car. He was struggling with his tie even though I had fixed it for him.

I could see the reservation decorated with flowers. Inside the people were gathered around the teepee. I did not want to be late. But then again, I did not want to go in alone.

I yanked Brandon by his arm and pulled him past the reservation gates.

We hurried through the crowd till we were standing at the top where Elma, Dad, and the elders stood.

“Took you long enough,” Mom said.

“Shh,” Dad whispered.

We went and stood by Elma’s side, as was customary. Father Thomas and Father Ernest came forward and began the ritual.

“On this auspicious evening, dear child, you shall take your true shape and find yourself a member of our pack. Are you ready?”

Elma shot me a nervous look. I bent down and hugged her.

“I’m scared, Alice,” she said.

“It’s going to be the best feeling in the world. I can promise you that,” I whispered in her ear.

“Promise?”

“Yes, Elms. Now, let’s do this, shall we?”

Brandon’s hand closed around mine as we saw the beautiful ritual procession. I had never gotten the chance to see something like this before. My initiation ritual happened when I was wandering in the spirit realm with the wolf spirit, riddled with bullets. I had missed out on my chance to gather people and have a whole celebration based around my shifting.

This was good enough for me. Everyone I loved was there. Brandon had his arm around me. My mom and dad stood looking at Elma with pride, both their faces lit up with mirthful smiles. Elma bravely faced the elders as they uttered the spell that would let her shift.

“The ending is the best part. Get ready,” Brandon said to me.

“Huh? What happens at the end?”

“When she first shifts, we all shift with her and run alongside her to encourage her. Seeing as how there are hundreds of our pack members, it’s going to be quite the sight,” Brandon said.

“And now, with this chalice, drink your fill of the sacred water that shall gift you the power of shifting into your wolf form,” Father Thomas said.

“Bummer! I never got to drink from a chalice. You think he’ll let me have a sip once the ceremony’s over?” I groaned.

Elma carefully took the chalice and drank from it. Almost right on cue, the moon emerged from behind the clouds, shining its immense light on all of us.

Elma shifted into a cute little wolf and howled at the moon. In response, everyone at the ceremony turned with her and howled at the moon, including me and Brandon.

Elma raced down the slopes of the reservation toward the forest, enjoying the freedom her new form allowed her. We ran with her, howling and cheering her on. We sped through the forest and ran along the length of the lake.

I raced head-to-head with my father on one side and Brandon on the other. In that special moment, I felt protected, loved, and celebrated.

Later in the evening, as the festivities carried on in the town square, Brandon and I strolled along the lake in our human forms, taking in the beautiful sight of the blazing bonfire, the dancing men and women, and the tiny little werewolves who were running around chasing each other.

“I’ve been meaning to say something for some time now,” Brandon said. “It has weighed heavy on me. Can you help me out?”

I looked at him quizzically. “What’s this about?”

“I know we’re young and have our whole lives ahead of us,” Brandon said as he knelt on his knee.

Oh my God. Was he really doing this?

“But I can’t wait to be married to you. Damn the fact that we’re in our second semester and that we’re not even in our twenties. You’re my mate, Alice. I want to make it official.”

Brandon took out a ring from his pocket, a beautiful thing made from gold with a big, studded diamond beaming in the moonlight. I couldn’t help but gasp and hold my hands to my face. It was beautiful. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes.

This moment, it was perfect. The moonlight, the beautiful lake, the celebrations on the reservation—it was everything I had ever wanted.

“I even asked for your dad’s blessing. I made him promise to keep it a secret,” Brandon said earnestly.

“Brandon…” I was speechless.

“Will you marry me, Alice Hawkins?”

“Of course, I’ll marry you!” I squealed.

Brandon put the ring on my finger and then hugged me fiercely. I held on to him, not letting him go even when he moved away.

“I love you,” I said. “I love you so much.”

“I love you, too,” Brandon said, kissing me.

We stood in the moonlight for a long time, kissing each other, dancing to the tune of the distant music coming from the celebrations, and holding each other close.

As I stood in his warm embrace, I had a vision.

My hair was gray. There were wrinkles on my face. Brandon stood beside me, old, graying, yet handsome as ever.

“Mom! Dad! What are you guys doing over there? Aunt Elma’s here with Grandpa and Grandma. Dinner’s ready!” A beautiful woman who bore striking resemblance to me said.

We turned around and saw her standing there on the porch, smiling at me.

“All these years and you guys still go on long walks?” she said.

“Luna, honey, we’re coming. Mom and Dad just needed some time to themselves, what with the house being packed with you and Tristram and Elliot,” Brandon said.

“Come on, Dad. It’s a huge house. There are secret places where you and Mom can make out and we would never know,” Luna laughed. “Now come on in!”

“What do you say, my love?” Brandon looked at me lovingly. “Ready to meet the family?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” I whispered.

“Alice?”

Brandon was holding me in his arms, looking at me with worry on his face. His hair was black as ever.

“Hmm?” I said dreamily.

“Did you have a vision?” he asked.

“I did, honey.”

“Good or bad?”

“Oh,” I smiled. “It was the most wonderful vision I’ve ever seen.”

“Do you want to share it with me?” he asked, smiling back at me.

“All in good time, my love,” I said as I reached up to kiss him. “All in good time.”