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as dinner plates, pleasure and hope showing in them. “Really?” He
asked, as if he’d heard her wrong and wanted to double check his
own hearing.
    Sanda simply nodded.
    “We’ll need to change.”
    “I know.”
    Beryx kissed her. They quickly undressed,
setting clothes on the stacked firewood. The chilly night air
goosepimpled Sanda’s skin. She pressed close to Beryx to capture
some of his warmth.
    “Chilly?”
    She nodded, feeling tongue tied. It felt
strangely exhilarating to be naked here behind the cottage where
they lived, right in the center of their small community. Nudity
was an accepted thing, but she still felt the lingering pull of
growing up with the taboo.
    “Let’s go.”
    “Wait, I, I,” Sanda stopped him. Even if she
wanted to go with Beryx, Sanda had a little issue with her plan.
Beryx took her hand in his, turning it up to rub the center of her
palm. She remembered the way he calmed her when she first woke in
his bed by massaging her hands. “I’m not sure how.”
    “Oh.” He laughed, then pulled her close
again. “How did you feel during your first change?” Sanda groaned
tucking her head into his shoulder. She didn’t want to think about
her past actions.
    “Come on,” He said, squeezing her to himself
briefly. “How did it feel?”
    “Horrifying.”
    Beryx grimaced. “After that.”
    “Um.”
    “Don’t think about how you feel now. What was
it like then?”
    “Is this really necessary?”
    “It is.”
    Sanda took a deep breath, staring out at the
woods behind their cottage. The tall pine trees still carried their
thick, green needles, flaunting them in the face of winter.
    “It was powerful, freeing.”
    “Good,” Beryx said, sounding a little
relieved. He pressed his mouth to the top of her hair. “Think about
that. Focus on how you felt.”
    “Very well.”
    “Are you thinking about it?”
    “Yes,” Sanda said.
    “Keep it firmly in your mind.” Beryx let go
of her, moving a few feet away. “Don’t let that feeling go.”
    “Yes.”
    “Good. Now follow me.” Beryx took off, racing
into the woods, transforming before her eyes into his Lycan
form.
    Instinct told Sanda to go after him. She tore
into the trees after him, pumping her legs as fast as she could,
sucking in clear, crisp air, but he far outstretched her. She
couldn’t go fast enough. Sanda needed to move faster.
    She fell forward on all fours jumping forward
with great leaps, feeling her legs lengthen and grow with each
bound. The air whistled over her furred skin and down the length of
her tail. She had a tail. Sanda barked with glee.
    The distance between herself and her mate
wasn’t so great now. He slowed down, allowing her to catch up.
Sanda was running up the mountain with her werewolf lover. Nothing
blocked their path. The world quickly fell behind them. She
wondered how she could ever have been afraid of this feeling, this
experience. Sanda bumped into Beryx playfully only to have him turn
and chase her through the underbrush. When he tackled her along the
bank of the river, he licked underneath her chin, nuzzling her
before taking off, with a yip, across the water to the woods on the
other side of the bank.
    They chased each other through the woods.
Sanda catching up to Beryx only to turn tail and run from him, only
to double back and crowd him as he led her gradually up the
mountainside where she’d never been before. They reached the tree
line as the sun started to set in the west, its dying rays a
magnificent backdrop for their play.
    Rocks and large boulders became their road.
Sanda could see why the way was only traversable in Lycan form.
They grew less focused on chase and more intent on the effort of
climbing the mountain, jumping up tall cliffs and over gaps that
would have left her human form quaking in fear. As a Lycan, they
were much less threatening.
    Still Sanda was panting heavily by the time
they reached a wide plateau. She collapsed next to Beryx, slipping
into human