Howl of the Unchosen

1: Jas

eemed

but there was nothing. The puny humans were to

look lasted longer than it was supposed to, as my eyes settled on her breasts, full and

sibility that they were frozen by the snow. After all, humans gene

" a man sa

would take the chest with them and leave us with no choice

erous claws if the need arose. I was already imagining tearing

d was s

jumping down from the ledge in the icy cave. I followed s

uddenly, tightl

with mine. I could never get used to these kinds of action

r since the day I could talk. We'd been taking liberties since then, morally aided

ention; we could have m

feeling. I would have taken her there and then if not for my strong discipline

r the moment it lasted before pulling aw

than me, with delicate, highly defined features-high cheekbones, a perfectly sculpted nose, and those lips I could kiss all day if she let me. Her bright blue eyes gl

carved into it indicated its origin. It's from the Frostwood pack and definitely contai

slowly talking about a lot of unimportant things. The wedding didn't come up, but it hung in the air between us. It was t

appen a month after her birthday-two weeks from now-but I can hardly wait. I yearned for it, wished it would be over so I could have her and satisfy the raging desires within me now, so wild it was almost suf

d her tapping my arm. What was

ming aga

g me a certain calm that everything would

lding her gaze. She didn't deny

r. There wasn't any problem with her crossing into the Frostwood pack; she was welcome any day. But w

They'd be more like merged after the wedding, unity within our peoples being the point. It's not done yet,

space and holding her tight as I seized her lips in a passionate kiss. She responded immediately with a fervency that indi

reluctantly, I of

p at the offer. If I knew, I would have insisted. It happened that letting her go now might as well be let