The Blood Moon (Closed)

[Lady_Jade666]

Luna Wolff
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Luna Wolff and her parents ended up moving to Greendale, a beautiful city when she was only three years old. And the whole time they had a next-door neighbor who was there long before they were. He was a very nice guy and he watched her grow up, and every time they had a conversation it always ended the same, but the one thing she always remembered, he never seemed to change his appearance. She grew older but he never seemed to. With each and every conversation she got to know a little more about him. By the time she was sixteen years old she knew enough about him to know he had no relationships right now and wasn't looking for it. He was there for the most important things going on in her life. He was there for her when her parents couldn't be, and the reason for that?

Death...

Her parents died on her seventeenth birthday, it was a beautiful night before all that bullshit. They took her to see the Phantom of the opera and loved every moment of it. The performance was everything she thought it would be the cast was amazing and nothing would take that moment from her, not even death itself. Her parents did not see the man as he came going 60 in a 25, he hit the car in a way that Luna wasn't hurt but her parents were hit on impact. It was something she still didn't understand how that could even happen. He was there for everything else you would see stupid and small, he made her feel like she was everything even though she was still young. Every time he would talk to her it felt like her heart would explode.

Now 18 Years Old...

There were a lot of emotions rolling up in a ball and it was wanting out before she was a minor but now she was a young woman. She was official and no longer a minor when it came to physical relationships. She had been working on a song for him for over a year, something he would know nothing about it since she kept her musical talent quite. But she knew he loved to listen to a music band called "Linkin Park" A couple of years ago they sang a song together called in the End but what he didn't know she recorded it, so the rapping she put in the song was all him, trying to show that to her he meant everything. She saw him coming out and with a smile on his face, always with a smile.

She had a fancy keyboard that had all the sounds he needed the only thing that wasn't pre-recorded was her voice and the piano parts. She had a microphone attached to her ear. When he came out the song played slowly until she started it with "It starts with one" and her piano playing began. This song was special to the two of them, the amount of time she took to perfect this, to sing to him something she never did. But when she sang it was for him, no one was around to see or to care but the two of them. She didn't know why she felt like this was the time to do this, she had heard of the blood moon but something inside her told her to go for it and she did.

In The End

With how she made it, it was like they were fighting a battle together because of the ending of it, but as her piano playing and what was pre-recorded, it was a rather epic song. Once her playing stopped she shut the keyboard off and removed the earpiece. She watched him head over to her and didn't know what he would say to her. A small wave of wind came causing her small black skirt to show a bit of thigh, but her sky blue button-down shirt only buttoned halfway showing her stomach, she was going for a sexy look.

 

[PJ6u]

Robert had lived in Greendale for about 50 years. He had settled into his home, an old farmhouse with a small barn behind, and had watched the farmer next to him sell his land to a developer. Bob had watched that land turn into a subdivision, and had watched families move in and out of homes in the area. He had also watched the Wolff family move in next door to him. They were the second family that had owned the house adjacent, and they had a delightful little girl. Who has a delightful scent to her.

Robert was not particularly fond of puppies, human or other, so he was puzzled for the first few years the Wolff’s lived next to him, and found himself talking to the whole family off and on. And strangely, the little girl, Luna, tended to wander over to his place, without her parents, and just dwell or hang-out as the kids called that action these days. And Bob had let her hang-out. And ask questions (sooooo many questions), and “help out”. He watched her grow from little girl to child to young adult. And when she started maturing her scent changed. And he caught the familiar scent of a mate long past on her.

Robert was a werewolf.

Not just an ordinary, run of the mill, eat vampires werewolf (he rolled his eyes hard with that damn movie series). He had been on the earth roughly 800 years, give or take. He had grown up in Wales, and had been bit by a roving pack leader. He had learned quickly how to survive. It had taken him quite a bit longer (about 6 centuries) how to control himself, how to hear the moon’s call, and how to fill the void of a pack mate long past. He had taken others as mates, but none like his Luna, his first Luna. Bob had not even imagined that maybe she had been reborn, recycled, returned somehow into his life. Until Luna Wolff had turned 16. And her scent, like the rest of her body, had finished the maturation into womanhood.

Unlike other girls, Luna Wolff had not stopped visiting him as she had matured. She had some boys flirting around her, and she had mentioned every single one of them to Bob, asking his advice, and even crying on his shoulder once when one had tried (unsuccessfully) to get into her pants on the first date.

When Luna Wolff had asked Robert to sing with her, he had a difficult time for a minute or two. This innocent woman wanted to sing with him. It reminded him of his first Luna, singing to the moon month after month, their voices blending in harmony. And how they sang together in human form, their voices singing in Celtic, to the ancient gods of the earth.

Every moon cycle, Bob left his home for three days. The day prior to the full moon, full moon and the day after. The three days a month when he HAD to change. The rest of the month, the pull of the moon song was weaker, and his strength sufficient to ignore the call. But the full moon still won. Every time. He felt the moon much stronger at certain intervals; Blue Moon, Harvest Moon, but the worst for him was the Blood Moon. The one moon that boiled the lust in his veins. Since the Wolff family accident, Bob had managed to stay close, and avoided her home during the full moon. The hunting was terrible, but he felt obliged to remain close to young Luna and guard her, despite the moon.

He could feel the pull of the Blood Moon two days after the new moon cycle had started. He had managed to avoid Luna for the better part of ten days, but the full moon was drawing closer.

It was a warmer day, the kind where summer had an upper hand over fall, and fall was beginning to creep in to take over. The scent of the approach of winter left a slight tang on the breeze. Bob was work outside near his barn. Faded and worn jeans, a comfortable t-shirt, and work boots, he was splitting wood, and preparing for winter. His ears picked up a familiar song being played from Luna’s home; he heard her singing with him, or a recording of him. And then he caught her scent on the air, and he felt his inner wolf turn his ears, and perk his head. He had to talk to her, and he had to talk to her now. She was on their back porch, windows open to allow the breeze in and her scent and music out.

“Hey Luna, that was amazing! How long have you been working on that piece with me?” he gave her a smile, showing his canines.

 

[Lady_Jade666]

Luna had been through a lot in her life, so much that it was enough to destroy her heart if it wasn't for Robert. He was her rock and he had no idea just how important he was to her, he was older this she knew but as she matured he was always there, and he allowed her to be there with him. She had seen him with other people and he seemed to scare them, and she had no idea as to why. Luna was glad that he liked it, that meant a lot to her. "About a year," She said simply, Luna was part Native American and it showed with how tan she got in the summer. And how she never seemed pale in the winter, though winters there were not as bad as most places. Looking up into his eyes she grew lost in his eyes, something that happened a lot of when she looked at him.

"So what do you think about this Blood Moon that's supposed to be coming up tomorrow night? I heard on the news that there hasn't been a Blood Moon in a hundred years or so, it's kinda fitting due to the dreams I have been having lately" She said looking at him. She had been having a lot of dreams about a female white wolf, but the way the body was she looked more like a werewolf but she was beautiful and had felt drawn by it. She had been having these days the night she turned eighteen, she had no idea what it would mean but was very interested in finding out why she felt so drawn to it. She sat down on a couch that was outside and motioned for him to sit down. She had no idea what to say to him and the way he smiled at her made her blush badly she tried to hide the red blush on her face, but some things could not be helped.

Crossing one leg over her other she looked at him, curious as to where he goes around the full moon, and how he seemed to always be around her, it was a rather sweet gesture. She had noticed one thing that even though she has never had sex, the need for it has been getting stronger which meant this blood moon was effecting her but she kept that under wraps, though what she didn't know was trying to hide it from him was something that was impossible. She was getting hotter as the sun rose above her, she had a smile on her face hiding the fact she wanted to jump him. She had a vision of him sitting beside her and just taking her, she shook her head not understanding what was going on.

"Jesus It's Hot" She chuckled a bit

 

[PJ6u]

"So what do you think about this Blood Moon that's supposed to be coming up tomorrow night? I heard on the news that there hasn't been a Blood Moon in a hundred years or so, it's kinda fitting due to the dreams I have been having lately". So she knew about the Blood Moon, all of the pieces were falling into place. Robert locked eyes with her for a moment when she had asked him that question. The only sound was her breathing, and the faint buzz of bees in the meadow beyond the barn. He broke eye contact, and started moving around the couch, dragging his hand over her shoulder. Her skin felt like she was on fire.

"Jesus It's Hot" she said and chuckled. She was anxious, and he knew why. She was giving off a mating scent that was so strong, it was making him turn, and his canines started extending. He quickly got control of himself, reversing his transformation. He stood behind her now, one hand on each of her shoulders, gently rubbing her. Someone is hot alright, and he smiled as she blushed, and her blush ran down over the clevage valley she had exposed.

“Yes,” he responded, taking his time and choosing his words carefully. “It does feel like an Indian Summer is coming on doesn’t it?” Damn, he couldn’t stand here, he had to be closer to her, touch her, taste her. His wolf started pacing, hungry for her. He circled back around the couch sitting right next to her. He could feel the warmth of her body through his jeans and t-shirt. He awkwardly moved his arm as she giggled, and placed it on the back of the couch behind her.

“It’s hot for sure, but Jay-sus has nothin’ ta do with you bein’ hot.” He held up a hand forestalling her words. He had to say this, had to get something off his chest. “So the Blood Moon has caught your attention lass?” His old Welsh accent was beginning to sneak out in his speech. He couldn’t control everything right now, he was barely holding himself together. “And you talk of dreams yer havin’ now?” Her scent had fully captured him, and his head was spinning with desire; lust and hunger were fighting his human control and he knew it was a losing battle.

“In the Old Country, there’s a legend about the Blood Moon, the one likes is comin’ tomorrow night. And yer right lass, every century a Blood Moon comes that heats the blood passion of lost souls.” With each word they drifted closer, she dropped her shoulder slightly, bringing her face close to his. “You ken what a lost soul is? Well that’s part o’ the legend ya see.” He cleared his throat, trying to regain some modicum of control of his voice. He had her complete attention, and her eyes bore into him, seeking answers. His lips moved closer to hers, barely a whisper between them. “When the Century Blood Moon comes, it quickens the lust, bringing lost souls together, restoring what was once lost.” And with that he kissed her, gently at first, lips barely touching, then stronger as he leaned into her, his tongue reaching though to find hers...

 

[Lady_Jade666]

Luna always paid attention to what he always said to her because she actually cared what he said. That was what made her different from other people, when he talked, no matter what the subject she listened. But a look of confusion could be seen on her young beautiful face once his accent broke through solid years of control. She had never heard a Welsh accent come from his mouth before and she could tell this wasn't an accent put on to be cute, it made his words sound a lot better. He always captured her with every word and as he talked she gained more of her composure. Watching him how something seemed different about him and couldn't put a finger on the difference, she eyed him as he sat down beside her and when he looked at him something was different, only thing was she didn't know what, just that something seemed off.

She watched him get closer to her and couldn't help but want him to get closer to her, so many wild things running through her mind. Feeling his hand on her leg, all this about lost souls and then his asking about her dreams. Before she could say anything she felt his lips on her own mouth, as he kissed her his tongue opening up her mouth and once inside looking for hers and searched till he found it. A look of shock on her face but it didn't take her but a nano second to respond to him. As they kissed she thought she started to dream, not realizing she was remembering a past life.seeing a woman who looked like her making love to him and she was very pregnant. It made her body react in everyway possible. Her need for him coming out like never before in that kiss and another smell filled his nose was her need and ability to breed.

Her body waking up in a unique and never before way. Her need and desire for him came in the form of need when she moaned in the kiss. When she broke the kiss and her eyes opened they were not brown but Blue confirming that she was his lost companion. "I need you Bobbie" she was in a trance like her old self chained down by a new life, part of her was asleep enough for her old self to come out. But she stopped herself and blinked, she sat up straight and cleared her throat. "I'm sorry I don't know what that was..." She looked down embarrassed as all hell.

 

[PJ6u]

They were kissing, he had connected with her physically, something he had sworn never to do. Never get involved with a human, never make a deep connection, only to watch them grow old and die before your eyes. And here he was, lip locked with her, their tongues connecting and exploring.

And then he was there, on a summer day before the Blood Moon, kissing his Luna on the banks of the Cray River. Sun was beating down on her naked skin, tan-white and her breasts full and inviting, her blue eyes sparkling like the water flowing next to them, her hair damp with river water. She was mounting him, sinking down onto him, he was filling her with life. Then they were in their den, in the deep of winter, her belly full and large with children, the den dark with smoke and thick with the smell of human sex. She was on her side and he was behind her, entering her yet again, her eyes open and full of lust. Her lust was rampant, as it always had been and he was there, sweat glistening off their skin, she looked over her shoulder, talking to him again, "I need you Bobby”.

And then it was gone. Gone like smoke in front of the wind. And he stared into blue eyes, Luna’s blue eyes, now brown. "I'm sorry I don't know what that was...", and she broke eye contact.

His chest was heaving, and he was hard with lust. It took him a good, long moment to realize where and when he was, and who he was with.

“I do”, his voice barely a whisper. “You’re an old soul lass.” He reached out then pulling her chin up gently, her brown eyes looking into a pair of now golden eyes. “An old soul. The Blood Moon is bringing your soul back, and you’re struggling with who you were with who you are. The new is fighting the old, tryin’ ta make sense of all o’ dis messy soul busi’ness.” She gave him a solid look of loving confusion.

“I dinna really know how or why, and I’m kinda stook in the middle see?” He realized he wasn't getting anywhere with her understanding him.

Start at the beginning’ Bobby boy, he thought. He stood and started pacing, not touching her cleared his head a bit, but not much. At least he couldn’t feel her breast pushing against him.

“So, here’s the truth of things. Inside of you, is a soul, we all ken that yes? Then ya have another piece of a kindred soul, one that wants to be part of yer soul. I’m na sure how this works really, only seen it a couple o’ times in my lifespan.” He was still hard, and it was making his thoughts rather jumbled between what he wanted to do and what he NEEDED to say to her.

He went down on one knee in front of her, his hand on her knee. “Do ye remember on All Hallow’s Eve, when we would talk about the supernatural and the fantastic creatures? Dragons, vampires and werewolves?” He searched her eyes, for something, understanding, love, acceptance….her lust was there, still a strong scent. Jay-sus lass, yer keepin’ me hard with that fuk scent yer putin’ out….

 

[Lady_Jade666]

She felt so confused and she hated what she did to him because she could see he was turned on, and she was making it worse. Her mind was running around in circles, she was growing so confused it wasn't funny. "I'm sorry...." Tears fell down her face which was why her head was down. She was angry very angry at herself because she felt like she was hearing him. But then she felt his finger under her chin not forcing more like urging her to look at him and she did, but his eyes were gold and very primal. But even though his eyes were like that, there was a kindness locked into them as well. He could see a lot of different emotions running through those beautiful eyes of his, something familiar about them. But then she was about to say something when he asked her if she remembered the time on Halloween where they spoke about dragons, vampires, and werewolves. She nodded her head, she remembered everything they talked about.

"Yes I remember, I remember every conversation we have ever had." She had a very soft sweet loving look that she gave him, and she began to roll that conversation in her head, she closed her eyes and took herself to that point where they spoke about the supernatural. He romanticized nothing to accept the werewolves he spoke about, he made them sound so very real. She loved everything about him and his imagination. But Luna remembered the way he spoke about it, he did it with a passion and she found it strange. But it was something she loved about him, but things were going on with her she never told him. "An old soul...?"When she thought about it. She always felt older than she truly was, when she opened up her eyes one eye was brown the other blue, which was a sign of acceptance on her part. Her hand on his and didn't move it from its place and gave off a very soft sigh.

"Off and on since I was four years old I have had the same dream happen, growing up I this one dream once every month, but as I got older the dream came more and more. Lately, however the last two weeks I get the vision more, every single night for the last week. A beautiful black wolf that kept calling me....lleuad, I looked it up, its Luna in Welsh.." She had a pad under her chair that she left there, she reached under the couch with her free hand and she drew...

This

What she didn't know at the time but she suspected and wondered if this was him, but when she showed him her drawing, she knew. She had no idea what to say at this moment. But the way she drew his wolf form was respectful there were a hundred ways she could have drawn it, but she didn't draw him snarling with blood on his mouth or his hands. It hinted at nature within herself, showing that somewhere her old self was still in there with her. "Your...." At that moment she didn't feel comfortable having this conversation around her home, due to the nosey people in the area. She took his hand and took him to the back of her home where there was a path that was all wooded but the clearing, it was beautiful, a big clearing sounded by thick woods. It had a bit tree log she could sit on since it had been cut down years before. In doing this it showed she was in love with him, no one would do this for someone unless love was involved.

She couldn't find the words very well but looking into his eyes. "The picture I drew it's you isn't it? you're a ..." she didn't know what to do or say but she could see he wanted her. She gave off a smell that was mixed with all possible feelings. love, lust, and a little bit of fear. But the smell of her wanting him was the most powerful smell out there. She didn't know how to show him acceptance or what to say to him, so she did the one thing she could think of...

Placing her hand that was once shaking due to a small amount of uncertainty now lay still on his cheek. "I'm not afraid....of you Bobby because I love you"

 

[PJ6u]

"I'm not afraid....of you Bobby because I love you"

Well. Fuck. This was getting more complicated instead of less, which was not the direction he wanted this to go. He wanted to have this conversation when she was older, like 20 more years older, not now. Not when she was just into her womanhood, all wonderful curves and innocent, and just like a rabbit out of its hole, unsuspecting the wolf prowling about.

“Perhaps ya do lass, perhaps ya think ya do, but you dinna ken what’s gonna happen tonight. I want ya Luna, I want ya bad, more than almost anythin’ I’ve wanted since my Luna last walked this Earth.” His canine teeth were beginning to descend, and a tear ran down his cheek.

“If I take ya now, right here, I’m gonna change, and then rip ya ta shreds. That’s the honest way of things right now. It’s the Blood Moon, I can’t fight it much longer. Once I let go, an change, that’s it fer the next three days until the moon begins ta wane.”

He searched her eyes, those windows to the soul, and saw his Luna therein, within his slight soul gaze she was there, waiting to be let out.

Robert removes her hand from his cheek, holding it tenderly in his hands. “I have to leave here soon. Once I change, with the Blood Moon, there’s a time period where I’m more feral than sane. Ya can’t be near, or you’re food. Ya want to join me? Want this curse on ya? Come to the Council Rock tonight at midnight. Not before.”

She started to speak, and Robert placed his fingertips on her lips. “No questions, too late for that lass. I shoulda had this talk last year. Close yer eyes tonight, she will lead you to the Rock. Don’ let anythin’ scare ya. When you get there, head up, like a fookin princess, see? And lay on the rock. Naken, mind, starkers yeah? No clothing since blood’s gonna get on them. Got it? You let the Luna inside ya lead. If you fight her, it’s gonna get ugly and there’s souls in the balance here”

He watched her, looking for a sign of understanding. She nodded.

“Good. Then go home once the pack leaves. Go. Home. Return tomorrow night BEFORE midnight. You’re gonna change then and you have to be out at the rock for that too. Otherwise yer gonna change in yer home and eat whoever or whatever ya find.”

He leaned in and kissed her hard, his tongue darting in, tasting her again. “If you really love me, show up tonight.”

And with that, turned and began walking away, shedding his clothing as he walked. She watched his naken form as it entered the woodline change, mutate and then run away as a black figure hidden in the shadow of the woods.

 

[Lady_Jade666]

How did life get so complicated do damn fast, hearing what he said she nodded trying to think of something to say but he had taken off. Running everything in her mind she turned and walked back home. Echos of what he said still rang in her head as she started to make something to eat she was starving. Sitting down on the couch she watched some T.V and couldn't stop thinking of what he said to her.

"If you really love me, show up tonight.”

He said to close her eyes and use his Luna inside her to get to this rock. Luna had no clue what to do, but she did feel light headed talking to him, perhaps he wasn't crazy because she did feel pressure in her head and echos of "Let me out" she thought she heard and ignored it. She took a nap and had a dream seeing a beautiful pure white "werewolf".

Two Hours before midnight

She remembered all he said and removed her clothing putting on a sky blue satin and lace Rob. It covered everything and she grabbed her hoodie attached to her robe pulling it up and over her head. She opened up her front door hearing his voice again .

"If you love me come tonight"

She slipped into simple shoes and took a deep breath. Closing her eyes she searched deep within herself. She started to feel faint and almost collapsed on the ground. When she opened up her eyes and the color was mixed again. She felt pulled behind her those, thru the woods to a place she had never seen before, it was a beautiful clearing. Flowers everywhere and she saw what he was talking about, the huge rock looked like a rock the person would lay down for sacrifice's. She heard something in the flowers and turned her head.

"Bobby?" She asked.

She didn't know why she did that but she slipped out of her shoes and laid down on the rock formations and untied the Rob. It was closed for now since she was cold. But all he needed to do was open the robe which was simple. Closing her eyes till she heard something and she looked in that direction her eyes opened again. She swallowed hard since she didn't know what was going to happen.

"Bobby?" She called again.

Shrugging that feeling off she looked up at the full moon, it was nice to belong. When her eyes opened she could see a huge black figure, it was to dark to truly see. She was half turned toward's the figure. She reached her hand out to him. She was afraid because if he was in wolf form she didn't know if he had full control. She would have to search for a sign he was still in there somewhere.

"Come into the light...."

 

[PJ6u]

The pack had stalked the girl as she walked through the woods to the rock, to the Place of Gathering. They weren't hungry, having hunted and killed earlier that evening, but lack of hunger would not stop them from attacking an intruder. They stalked quietly as she moved through the woods, making little noise.

She had entered the Place, they could smell her hesitation, and something else. Not fear, exactly. The Alpha was there, watching her, watching them, waiting for the moment. She laid down on the Table, still covered, still not ready.

"Come into the light....", she had said. He growled low, barely audible to human ears. The two guards entered the Place, the woman-not woman sacrifice laying on the Table, covered in something. The guards were large creatures, having traveled far to get to this Place at this Time, as required by the Alpha. They circled her, their haunches easily coming to her waist, their eyes even with hers. One approached her, growling, making a tentative snap of his teeth, warning her.

The second guard approaches her, the bitch of the first, standing just as large as her mate. She jumped onto Luna, pushing her down hard against the Table, her paws on Luna’s shoulders, her muzzle bare inches from Luna’s face, growling at her, unhappy at Luna’s offering.

 

[Lady_Jade666]

When a female came to view it actually hurt her, since she accepted her past she murged with who she was before and because of it she was hurt. "You already have a mate? I was your only mate...." Tears fell down her face. She could see under her she has had pups it was seen by the many teets and she was huge. "He won't let you hurt me...." She said softly looking into the females eyes, she wasn't afraid just pissed now that this wolf was on top of her. She untied her robe and it exposed her body for the most part. She growle at her as well and the longer she growled the more wolf like it sounded.

"I'm not afraid of you bitch.."

 

[PJ6u]

The Alpha moved from the shadows into the clearing, his large body covered in fine, jet block fur. His arms vaguely human yet larger, corded with thick muscle ending in large hand-paws. His guards were there, one circling the Table, one on top, and on top of Luna, growling.

This is the human-not-human she growled.

Yes leave her, her mate growled back at her, the Alpha approaching the Table, not noticed by the Bitch Guard.

She has two skins, she answered, eye not straying from Luna’s. Not ready

"I'm not afraid of you bitch..", Luna returned, not really getting the growls around her.

Rob chuckled inside his own head. At least she un-belted the robe, and is staring down Lira, establishing her dominance. Those two may get along in a few moons, he thought.

Leave her, Rob growled. His growl, coming out like a small boom in the cool, night air. Lira, the bitch on top of Luna turned her head, scenting the Alpha.

She-, Lira’s growl was caught in mid-statement as Rob swept her off Luna with one hand, throwing her well away from the Gathering Place.

Rob caught the other guard’s eyes, Remind her of her place. With a yip the other guard jumped over the table, bounding after his mate. They would have a good night, Rob thought, looking down at Luna, her white skin almost glowing red in the light of the Blood Moon.

He looked over Luna, and licked her cheek, his eyes finding hers...

 

[Lady_Jade666]

She couldn't understand the growling for she was only human, but when she saw him he was even more beautiful, and hearing the yipping and growling she found herself not so scared. But when he got on top of her hovering over her, her eyes closed automatically a human feeling that she had to learn to stop, for now, wasn't the time. Rob and everyone could see her hands clenching as she ran through all the memories of him, digging into both hands with her nails fighting the fear bottled up inside her. But it was more than that, her past self was giving her memories and as her mind was accepting everything it was a lot. Within seconds her hands relaxed and when her eyes opened tears streaming down her face, her eyes were that of her past self. She smiled feeling his lick on her cheek, and as her eyes locked onto his she knew he was there.

Her hands went to his fur running his fur in her fingers, he was far more beautiful then she saw in her dream. "You are beautiful Bobby" She smiled gratefully he was patient with her curiosity. She knew enough about wolves to know he would be knotted and once inside he couldn't leave her body until the sexual act was complete. In the way, she touche him and looked at him it was easy to see her respect and love for him. She rested her hands on his stomach, her eyes still locked on his as she spread her legs as wide as she could. She raised one hand to his muzzle.

"Thank you for showing me you're in there, I am scared but I want this," She said stroking his muzzle and she leaned her head up to him and kissed the tip of his nose. "But I want this..." She wrapped her arms around his neck pulling herself up to his ear. "Take Me......." She placed each knee to each side of his hips so he would be able to thrust himself into her without missing and without issue. "I love you..."