Occasionally, she will kick her foot in the sand playfully and it made him smile inwardly. Wolfaraine was happy about the kind of woman his mate is. A woman who is very smart, selfless, caring, playful and so damn brave. She balanced his world perfectly because she was almost everything he is not."Has Mirian given you the liquid I asked her to prepare?" He asked, breaking the silence.She nodded twice, "She did so before I came out here with Nalaila. I already have the garlic tied up and hidden in our bedroom too."He did not talk for a while after that. Just walked with her while the wind blew around them.Finally, he took a deep breath, "A changeling has three forms. The male form, the animal form, and the half-shift, also called the humanoid form. A changeling can take his woman in all those forms and a female mate's body is made to accommodate her male mate in every form it takes. That is one of the numerous reasons why a female mate whether changeling or human is different from

They are talking about you, her mind screamed at her. Ohmigod ohmigod ohmigod ohmiGAAAARD!!!!!!!! The wolf left the cougar and glided right back to her. It bumped its head on her belly—a move she always interpreted in the past as the wolf wanting to be petted. Even with the terror riding through her, she found herself automatically responding to the wolf. "Hey, love..." The whisper left her mouth as she caressed the wolf's big head. The wolf pulled back and swiveled its head towards the cougar. The mountain lion let out what she could only interpret as an angry grunt. The wolf turned its head again and rested it atop her left breast. "That part of y-your brother does n-not like me very much, Aila. I d-do not blame him." she found herself saying as she stroked the soft fur of the wolf's head on her chest, "It h-hates the scent of me. It hates my kind, just like you do. My kind treated you both monstrously and I will forever be sorry about that. But I am not like them. I will ne

He wasn't expecting that. "It's the ancient language of our people. It means 'Mine'. Why did you ask?" She hesitated, "Do you think the cougar will kill me if...uhm...if I let him?" Now, she really did catch him off-guard completely. That was not what he'd expected to hear. "Ismena..." He stalled. "Please, answer me." "If the cougar wanted to kill you, you will already be dead. I think it clearly just wants to mate with you." He admitted truthfully. A pause. "Kindly close the door behind you." She said, her voice filled with resolve. Alphose tried to talk her out of it, but it was obvious that she has made up her mind. In the end, he did exactly what she requested. He walked out and closed the door behind him. ********************* The instant the door closed, the cougar shifted form, making the half-shift. Ismena felt, more than heard it happen. She didn't look back to confirm, but she knew she was right. It was no longer paws gripping her but big, fur-covered hands wit

He didn't answer at first. "I feel...calmer." He'd imparted hesitantly as if searching for words, "Inside, it feels more peaceful. Calmer. Less burdensome. There has been no loud banging or head-clanging from the cougar since that night. I've never felt so...at peace before on the inside. Not for the past eighteen years. That is why I can't seem to thank you enough, Ena. You did this. Every single part of this, you did this." The emotions that clouded his throat had clouded hers too. She'd blinked back happy tears as she hugged him back with all her heart. "We did this. Together." She'd chimed in, in a hoarse voice. "But, I'm not taking such chances ever again. The mountain lion has claimed you as our mate, but it is still very distrustful of you. As far as that distrust is still there, there will always be scratches whenever there's an encounter, and I'm not going to put you through that ever again." Ismena hadn't bothered fighting him on that. Judging from the glint in his eyes

***************************************** THE HUMAN WORLD: NEW YORK CITY. ***************************************** Cronus Doninee was tempted. And desperate. He wanted the Alpha King gone and he wanted him gone for good. When the lab doctor had stopped calling him after their epic fail in the plan of capturing Wolfaraine months ago, he thought it was probably time for him to give up. Maybe he should suck it up and allow Wolfaraine Throne to keep leading Naturiah. Maybe it was his fate to remain in this nonsense human world taking crumbs, instead of being the leader of his people like he was meant to be. So he'd tried to suck it up. After all, anything was better than his identity as a traitor being revealed to his people and getting killed for it. But it was just so damn hard. He hated every part of it. So when The Facilities had reached out to him again, he was so tempted to spill his guts by telling the doctor the easiest way to get rid of Wolfaraine. But he'd held back.