catching the swift buck in front of him as well as the unsuspecting accident that brought Adrienne into his life and to his cave.
Seeing the shaking Adrienne, Wilder made a change once more to a wolf. He lay down beside her to keep her warm preventing her from freezing. His thick fur would protect her from frostbite. Adrienne woke and all she saw was the large white wolf sleeping near her. She screamed and when she did, Wilder’s body began to change, he tried to stop it but it was impossible at this stage of his transformation. His natural animal instinct had taken over him and he began to transform into the human but he resisted and reverted back to the wolf.
Wilder stood on all fours and the scream from Adrienne heightened. The sound echoed around the cave causing his large ears to ring. Surprisingly her scream didn’t affect him as much as the howl of the females of his pack. It took on a calming effect and he wanted to protect her but from whom? So he changed once more to his human shape and she screamed louder. With his transformation complete, he cupped her mouth with his large hands.
“Quiet, you will call wolves to this cave. Few know where it’s located.”
“Tell me,” she whispered, “Tell me I didn’t see you change from a wolf to a man,” she said shaking and arms trembling at her side. Dropping the skins from her body when she stood, she was now standing naked in front of the tall handsome male. He grabbed her and brought her to him. Holding her close he gazed into her eyes and she locked eyes with this amazing man. She felt his body heat and warm her like she had never felt before. “I didn’t need to see that,” she said with her eyes wide.
“Quiet.”
His large arms with muscles rippling across his chest, tall and tough like the pines in the forest. She felt safe. She felt his manhood.
Once when she was threatened by a group of frat boys, her fiancé, Paul, asked if she did anything that made them want to attack her. And if that wasn’t a slap in the face, he even suggested that she may have dressed suggestive to bring on the attack.
She never forgot their faces. But she never reported them because Paul was a member of that fraternity, and he begged her not to, with all the usual reasons. Against her better judgment she didn’t report them. She did see a doctor and the news wasn’t good, and that was another reason to leave in the middle of the night, and put distance from him, and the horrific memories.
Adrienne knew then that Paul wasn’t for her. But this beautiful protective man had potential, if she could get over him being a werewolf and wanting to share her with his brothers, she would consider him as a potential, to put it into his words, ‘mate.’ When she saw her chance to leave Paul she took it. She wished she had made better plans before departing on this journey, which had turned into an adventure she could have done without.
“You’re going to freeze in the next few minutes if you don’t get some clothes on,” Wilder said with hungry eyes surveying her naked body.
“Where are my clothes and what am I doing back here?” He dropped his arms and walked away from her. With his absence, her scalp to her toes trembled from the cold when he took his heat away. She pulled a fur poncho over her head. It had been setting on a large tree stump used as a table.
“There are boots over there. I made them,” he said to Adrienne. She glanced where Wilder pointed. She took a few steps and picked them up. Then she sat on the rug and tried to pull them over her feet, where her naked crouch became exposed. She watched his manhood increase in size. Quickly she closed her legs when she noticed the look on Wilder’s face. She peeked at him, and he replied, “I made them for my mate. Female werewolves have smaller feet than humans. I’ll make you some tomorrow.”
“Well where is she?” Wilder didn’t answer because he had no mate. No one but her.
Then Wilder said, “I