Jumping with my fists raised, I shout from the top of this apartment complex that looks out over the kingdom.
I shout in triumph.
"We have them now! Fuckers aren't expecting anything!"
My adrenaline from winning this conflict was causing my wolf to come forth.
At my rate, I'd gladly go for a run, but first I need to check on my friend.
We haven't been in the best of shape as a relationship, but two days ago we discovered why we've been fighting.
Vanessa's wolf has been faking pregnancy.
It irritated both my wolf and myself to no end; the fucker doesn't say much to me, but when he does, he says it clearly.
Vanessa and her wolf are aware that we are attempting to conceive an heir and that we are running out of time to carry out our heinous joke.
However, what caught me off surprise
