through it, trying to find a dry piece of clothing but it was useless. Everything was wet. She finally stood up and threw it down in frustration, the sudden movement pulling her towel free. She bent over to pick it up and heard a growl behind her.
*
Edon was away leading the hunt and it was time for the human to die.
Rey never had a problem with killing. He could defend his territory without a second thought. If a wolf from another pack entered, they were dead, simple as that.
He’d killed humans before. Men with guns who’d come into the territory to hunt werewolves. Although their bodies were weak and pale, he considered them having guns made it a fair fight. He still had a scar on his arm where one had nicked him with a bullet before he’d taken the man’s head off with a swipe of his mighty claws.
But killing an unarmed human was a different thing entirely. Although Rey knew it was the right thing to do, there was little honor in it. An unarmed human was like a bug. He wouldn’t step on a bug deliberately.
So he’d been working himself up to killing the human, telling himself it was for the good of the pack, that Edon would come around to understanding and such things, all the while trying hard to ignore her scent.
Even out in the main cavern amongst the pack, boar roasting for the human, wood burning and a breeze easing through, he could still smell her and it was driving him mad. Seeing his cock harden, some of his favorites had pranced around him, presenting themselves but instead of rutting with them he felt his mood growing darker by the moment. He’d never had a single moment of indecision over killing and now here he was flip-flopping like a fish hauled up out of the water to gasp on the bank.
It was entirely frustrating.
Seeing another rear presented to him was the final straw. Rey leapt up, growled at the females gathered around him and then left the cavern. He moved down the corridor toward her room, not bothering to sneak. He was Alpha and could do as he liked. He did not need to hide his motions.
As he came closer to her room, her scent intensified. It had already been tickling away annoyingly at his nose and now it suffused him. He felt his cock grow hard once more and then looked down at the traitorous body part in disbelief. This madness had to come to an end.
He stalked into her room, moving on silent paws and then stopped still. The human was bending over, rifling through a backpack, her generous rear end sticking out. He saw the light pink lips of her sex and had the sudden urge to leap forward to lick between her legs. She moved her feet, reaching down into the bag and the gap widened, presenting more of her.
Rey breathed in. An Alpha had no need to brag about their capabilities. It was a simple fact he’d the finest nose and ears in the pack. A simple fact he repeated to Edon often.
The scent in his nose was flooding through him, grabbing a hold of his mind, pulling at his body. He moved on the spot, his cock throbbing painfully and then the human stood up and flung the backpack to the floor. It took the towel with it. She was naked and he felt the madness he’d been fighting all day rise up.
He growled and shifted.
*
Cass nearly screamed as she turned around to find Rey in wolf form behind her, the towel forgotten on the ground. The air left her lungs and she gave a gasp but that was it. She was frozen with fear, the warmth and comfort of the room fleeing.
The werewolf took one step and shifted with liquid grace. The dark fur became shoulder-length black hair, wild and free. His body compacted down from his wolf form, bones cracking and muscles bunching. It was done in an instant and she couldn’t help but look down.
Down his chest, hard lines and faint scars.
Down to his waist.
Down.
She felt a pulse between her legs, a clench beyond fear, or perhaps because of it. Rey was a giant of a man, looming above her and all of him was proportionate to his size.
She pulled her
*
Edon was away leading the hunt and it was time for the human to die.
Rey never had a problem with killing. He could defend his territory without a second thought. If a wolf from another pack entered, they were dead, simple as that.
He’d killed humans before. Men with guns who’d come into the territory to hunt werewolves. Although their bodies were weak and pale, he considered them having guns made it a fair fight. He still had a scar on his arm where one had nicked him with a bullet before he’d taken the man’s head off with a swipe of his mighty claws.
But killing an unarmed human was a different thing entirely. Although Rey knew it was the right thing to do, there was little honor in it. An unarmed human was like a bug. He wouldn’t step on a bug deliberately.
So he’d been working himself up to killing the human, telling himself it was for the good of the pack, that Edon would come around to understanding and such things, all the while trying hard to ignore her scent.
Even out in the main cavern amongst the pack, boar roasting for the human, wood burning and a breeze easing through, he could still smell her and it was driving him mad. Seeing his cock harden, some of his favorites had pranced around him, presenting themselves but instead of rutting with them he felt his mood growing darker by the moment. He’d never had a single moment of indecision over killing and now here he was flip-flopping like a fish hauled up out of the water to gasp on the bank.
It was entirely frustrating.
Seeing another rear presented to him was the final straw. Rey leapt up, growled at the females gathered around him and then left the cavern. He moved down the corridor toward her room, not bothering to sneak. He was Alpha and could do as he liked. He did not need to hide his motions.
As he came closer to her room, her scent intensified. It had already been tickling away annoyingly at his nose and now it suffused him. He felt his cock grow hard once more and then looked down at the traitorous body part in disbelief. This madness had to come to an end.
He stalked into her room, moving on silent paws and then stopped still. The human was bending over, rifling through a backpack, her generous rear end sticking out. He saw the light pink lips of her sex and had the sudden urge to leap forward to lick between her legs. She moved her feet, reaching down into the bag and the gap widened, presenting more of her.
Rey breathed in. An Alpha had no need to brag about their capabilities. It was a simple fact he’d the finest nose and ears in the pack. A simple fact he repeated to Edon often.
The scent in his nose was flooding through him, grabbing a hold of his mind, pulling at his body. He moved on the spot, his cock throbbing painfully and then the human stood up and flung the backpack to the floor. It took the towel with it. She was naked and he felt the madness he’d been fighting all day rise up.
He growled and shifted.
*
Cass nearly screamed as she turned around to find Rey in wolf form behind her, the towel forgotten on the ground. The air left her lungs and she gave a gasp but that was it. She was frozen with fear, the warmth and comfort of the room fleeing.
The werewolf took one step and shifted with liquid grace. The dark fur became shoulder-length black hair, wild and free. His body compacted down from his wolf form, bones cracking and muscles bunching. It was done in an instant and she couldn’t help but look down.
Down his chest, hard lines and faint scars.
Down to his waist.
Down.
She felt a pulse between her legs, a clench beyond fear, or perhaps because of it. Rey was a giant of a man, looming above her and all of him was proportionate to his size.
She pulled her
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