I fall out of the tree, feeling like I've done this way too much in the past month. Yet, there I go, falling through the air with a million thoughts spinning in my brain. The howling hasn't subsided and my wolf is filled with irritating excitement.
This is NOT a time to be excited! We are falling through the trees! It is going to hurt when we land. If we both don't die.
In reaction, my wolf howls again.
Idiot...
I land on something soft like I had done the first time. Yet this time the fur is white. I slide off of the wolf and through my blurry vision I see two wolf heads.
One has grey eyes like the moon.
The other one has brown eyes like chocolate.
The tingling increases through my body and I know exactly why my wolf is ready to jump out of my skull.
"Mate"
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Crossing Borders
WerewolfNot being able to shift can really take its toll on someone. But for Lily, she's gotten used to it. Of course she craves to be a werewolf and run along with the pack instead of jumping from tree to tree like a squirrel but what can you do? Get kid...
