The Hunting Ceremony

Given that it was a restricted beach, it was not surprising to find that the beach was devoid of any visitors. The temperature was rising slowly but steadily. The warm rays of the sun had previously warmed the sand, making it pleasant to walk on, and the waves that were rolling in sparkled in an alluring manner. Towels were spread out in the sand after Rosalie and her friends had chosen places to sit down and relax.

After removing her clothes, Rosalie sat down next to Janet and Ashley. They didn't even bother bringing a swimsuit with them. They were completely at ease when naked, just like other wolves.

Rosalie heaved a sigh of contentment as Ashley and Janet rubbed sunscreen all over her body. "This is nice," she said.

After a while, the three of them marched into the water, ignoring the chilly water that lapped at their bodies. The waves were negligible, so they waded out until they were up to their armpits in salty water. Rosalie floated lazily in the water, chatting about nothin