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his pack in the woods.
    I’d been with them last night while
they had hunted, which had been a tremendous experience. My body buzzed, the
vibration nearly drowning out my hearing, as my ears tingled. My succubus
tendencies strained to burst free, my body tensing pleasurably. I tossed the
blouse to the floor, followed by my tank and shorts. I stepped out of my shoes.
I ran from the cabin, intent on joining my pack.

~ Chapter Five ~

 
 
    Being naked in the forest in the middle
of the summer was a wildly freeing experience. I would never have done this if
I had been on my own, but I knew somewhere out there, in the greenness of the
landscape were three wolves, hunting for a meal. The thrill of the chase was
like an aphrodisiac, filling me with a sense of vibrancy that sent my limbs
into action. My back throbbed, as my wings emerged. They were invisible,
although the ripple of their existence appeared in the way the air moved behind
me.
    I listened to the howls; their call
was like a beacon guiding me in the right direction. They had cornered their
quarry; their barks and hisses had intensified. As I flung myself forward, the
swiftness of the flight took me by surprise. I felt faster today than last
night, the wind sending my hair out like a billowing, dark shawl. I came upon
them a moment later, the trio having surrounded a deer; the animal’s eyes were
bright with alarm. They had waited for me to appear, and, when I emerged from within
the canopy of the trees, they pounced, biting into the long, lean legs of the
deer and tearing away at the meaty part of the flank.
    Feeling as if I too were a beast of
prey, I joined them, touching the fur, draining every once of vigor from it,
until it ceased to move. I ate the bloodied meat, tasting its sharp, gamey
quality and drinking the blood; my face and hands were coated in red. The
wolves ripped chunks of flesh from its underbelly, feasting on the leanness of
the meal. When they had sated themselves, the werewolves sauntered off, leaving
the grizzled remains behind. I followed them, dripping in blood, my feet encountering
the sharp ends of twigs and pinecones. The wolves had found a stream, and they
drank from the water, their facial fur coated in blood. I joined them, washing
with the ice-cold water, which felt refreshing on this hot, summer day.
    If I thought we would return to the
cabin, I was wrong. Stuart and Clive began to change, their bodies convulsing
on the ground, popping and snapping, while their limbs emerged. Gerry joined
them, and, moments later, the trio stood, a vision of muscular maleness and
abundant testosterone. Their attention was on me, and I felt a ping of fear,
but a thick layer of arousal cushioned it. The men were now ready to partake in
the joys of the flesh, whilst their appetite for death and blood had been
satisfied.
    Instinct took over, and I fled, my
wings appearing within seconds, lifting me off the ground and onto a sturdy
branch more than twenty feet in the air. I crouched, grasping a higher branch,
and stared down at my pack.
    “Are you gonna make me come up there
and get you?” Gerard stood with his hands on his hips.
    “What will you do to me, if I come
down?”
    “What won’t I?”
    A tiny, delicious shiver ran through
me. “You boys are all wound up. I can feel your energy from here.” Stuart and
Clive’s interested, lustful gazes worried me. Would they be as gentle as they
were last night?
    “Come down, Catherine.” Gerard
grinned. “We’re just horny wolves, that’s all. You want to be our girl, don’t
you?”
    “Yes.”
    He held out his arms. “Then come to
me.”
    I felt the wings. As they fluttered,
nearly on command, the security of their presence gave me the impetus I needed
to leave the branch. “Fine.” Letting go, I drifted downwards, landing before
Gerard.
    He grabbed me, clutching me tightly;
his nose was in my neck. “You shouldn’t be scared of me, honey. I’ll never hurt
you. My boys would never hurt