Luna Audrey

Chapter 9 - Unwanted Visitor

As my bones began to shift around and snap into place, I felt my wolf come to the front of my mind. The darkness was now much brighter, sounds around me were louder, and my sense of smell was heightened more than normal. Goddess, I had forgotten just how lovely it was to be in my wolf form. It had to have been a year since my last shift, and although that made this one a bit uncomfortable, I welcomed it.

After shaking out our fur, my wolf sniffed our surroundings, desperate to be united with her mate for the first time. Catching a hint of his scent, she took off in the direction it came from. I sat at the back of our mind, allowing my wolf to have the freedom she deserved. The feeling of the grass under our paws, the wind in our fur, the stretching of unused muscles – it all felt glorious.

Just when we finally felt that we were on his trail, a large force came through the trees and slammed into us, knocking us onto our back. My wolf grunted and sneezed as she forced herself to regain composure. She rolled over onto her side and looked up to see Dean's wolf standing in front of us, staring down with his tongue out and tail swaying.

He wanted to...play?

Wasting no time, my wolf jumped back up and launched our body at Dean, hoping to pounce him just as he had done to us. As an Alpha, Dean's reflexes were incredibly fast, and he managed to dodge us, causing us to land face-first in the forest floor.

My wolf huffed and shook out our chocolate-brown fur as she stood up once again.

"Mate," I heard through our mind-link. The voice was very obviously Dean's, but there was a certain feral gruffness to it that told me his wolf was now at the front of his mind as well.

My wolf swayed our tail in a rather flirtatious manner before circling Dean's wolf, taking in every part and angle of his body. He towered over us, but that didn't intimidate my wolf at all. She appreciated his large stature and well-built muscles, and Dean's wolf seemed to appreciate her admiring his body. I, on the other hand, was blushing internally at my wolf's bold behavior.

Dean's wolf then stepped forward, forcing my wolf's inspection to come to a halt. He stared down at us for a moment with his blue and brown eyes before leaning forward and nuzzling us. He then nudged us, insisting that we lay down. My wolf complied and watched Dean's wolf intently as he began to circle us, sniffing and licking every inch of our body, rubbing his scent every place he could get it. My wolf was basking in the intimate attention we were receiving from our mate, but I didn't know what to think about the situation. My instincts screamed yes, but my anxiety screamed no.

Dean's wolf finally stopped, finally satisfied with his work, and then out of nowhere, he sprinted off deeper into the woods.

My wolf forced us to our feet in a matter of seconds and took off after him. Unfortunately, due to our small stature and overall lack of strength, we were no match for Dean's speed. Sensing that we were far behind, Dean's wolf turned and circled back around so that he was running just slightly behind us, nipping at our tail playfully.

After running together for several more minutes, we suddenly found ourselves knocked to the ground once again, and this time, Dean's wolf had his pinned. He stared down at us for a moment before leaning down to lick at our snout.

"You need sleep," Dean's voice cut into my mind, this time sounding much more like himself and less like his wolf.

My wolf whined at the comment, not wanting her freedom or time with her mate to end. Dean's wolf nuzzled her affectionately, silently assuring her that they would have their moment again.

As soon as Dean's wolf moved aside, I urged my wolf to go find our clothes so that I could shift back modestly. She didn't have a problem with our mate seeing me nude, but I was not having such a thing.