The first week after Brenda's awakening passed in a whirlwind of discovery and primal awakening. Each night under the gazing moon, she reveled in the visceral thrill of unleashing her crimson wolf-aspect alongside Liza and their alpha protector, Malcolm.
Gone were the prim societal constraints of her former life. In their place burned an insatiable hunger to simply run wild under the moon's argent caress, reveling in the intoxicating union of earthy muscle and instinct made manifest.
Yet the blazing hours between dusks also brought their own sensual delights in Malcolm's smoldering company...
On this particular afternoon, they had retreated to a secluded forest clearing for what he termed "essential training," though Brenda's thoughts strayed far from martial instruction.
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