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She looks at the bed, then at me. “What’s wrong with the bed?” she asks curiously.
“I mean when you shift, the mess.”
Her head tilts. “What mess?”
Is she serious? “Just shift, baby.”
Her eyebrows are raised, she shakes her head.
Then to my utter amazement, she shifts in seconds to a beautiful, solid white wolf. She’s twice the size of any female wolf I’ve ever seen. “Holy shit,” I mutter in astonishment. She didn’t writhe or claw. Shit, she didn’t even make a noise. One minute she is my sweet baby, the next, she’s a fierce wolf that’s been extinct for hundreds of years.
She pads over to me on the edge of the bed and nuzzles her face under my neck. She has no idea she’s different. “Little One?” I try wondering if our bond will allow me to communicate with her before I shift. She looks at me, her amber eyes soft.
MasenI hear in my head. My jaw must hit the floor. I can hear her like she is speaking to me. Usually, we’ll get feelings, but she’s linked to me like we are fully Mated.
“Baby, you didn’t know you’re different?” I ask but send her my emotions, showing her how wonderful and beautiful I think she is.
No, what’s different about me?
Shit, where do I even begin? At least, things make more sense now. I don’t know enough about white wolves to understand all the differences. I can tell she’s picking up my thoughts.
So, because I’m white, I’m different? That’s kind of silly. What color are you?
“Not only are you white, which is really special, you’re much bigger than the usual female.”
Not much new there, she interrupts.
“I think this explains a lot of the things we’ve been questioning. Why your parents kept you separated, how we knew each other as Mates before you shifted, why you challenge me, shit why you smell so good to everyone,” I add bitterly. Yeah, I’m a selfish bastard, “How our bond is already so strong before we’ve had a ceremony. How you’re even communicating with me right now.” I let my thoughts run free with how shifting usually works for most. The slight pain, how a wolf and person aren’t able to speak to each other, with the exception of the Alpha. How only fully joined Mates can hear each other, unMated wolves only communicate with their feelings or emotions.
Maybe it’s because you’re an Alpha that you can hear me. And, it did hurt the first time I shifted but only for an hour or two and not since.
My mind reels at the possibilities, then fear hits me like a wave. We have to be fully Mated soon. Every unMated Alpha will try to challenge me for her. I growl and snarl so loudly she jumps. I’ve already Marked her, but there is still a chance they would try. I have to keep this between us and a few of my trusted men until I understand everything it means. My chest swells with pride that she chose me. My wolf is begging to be free. “Oh, baby, I don’t think we should run without taking precautions. I don’t want anyone knowing about you being a white wolf yet. The risk is too great. Do you need to run?” I ask sadly. My wolf is pissed. “I protect mine,” he growls at me.
I don’t really need to run, but I don’t want to shift back yet. Can I just hang out in here for a bit? Will you shift too? My wolf wants her Mate. Plus, I want to see you. I’m not bigger than you, am I?she asks, horrified at the thought.
I chuckle. “Not by a long shot, baby.” I feel her relief. She’s so damn adorable. “I guess I can shift. It’s not nearly as graceful as yours, a bit more explosive, yeah.” I walk to the other side of the room and let my wolf free.
SOPHIA
Masen’s wolf is majestic. He’s also massive and solid black, so black his fur swallows the light. His white blue eyes remain the same creating a contrast so striking it almost looks unreal. His shift was electric. I felt his wolf burst free. If I wasn’t already shifted, it would have forced me through my change.You’re so big.
He gruffs out loud, almost like a laugh.I know, he answers smugly.
I roll my eyes.Impossible, I joke.Can I come over there? I’ve never met another wolf, I say excitedly.
Yeah, baby, come on. I can feel the humor directed at me.
I almost run. Not used to the hardwood when I jump from the bed, I slide a little, my claws dig in to find purchase. I grimace.Sorry, Masen. He doesn’t care, it doesn’t even register. His wolf towers over me. His muzzle drops to my shoulder, finding his Mark. He bites me gently then licks over the slight burn. He nuzzles me all over, rubbing his scent on me as I stand still while he circles me. He’s a little muskier as a wolf, but still the best scent I’ve ever smelled.
My turn yet?
His answering growl tells me he’s not done. I chuff but wait, allowing his perusal.
When he finally finishes, he stands back for my inspection, head held high, back legs wide. He’s like a big ole show puppy. I giggle to myself. He growls low in warning not liking my comparison. I nuzzle my Mark giving him the same treatment he bestowed upon mine. Then I play, I nudge, push, and nip him. His stance lowers. That’s all the warning I get before he pounces.
Masen’s gentle with me while we play. His bedroom still looks like a bomb went off when we’re done. I pant hard, hungry and thirsty from our rough housing. My wolf is content to have met her Mate and expel some energy.I need to eat, I send to Masen.
We are lying on his floor bathed in the warm afternoon sunlight from a window. I don’t know what it is about being in a cool house laying in the heat of the sun that’s so appealing. I do it all the time in my other form, usually, I’m on the couch. I snicker, I’ve never changed indoors before, never felt safe enough to.
