Epilogue
Our claiming moon began as the barest waxing crescent, and by the time the orb was fully circular I’d nearly forgotten about Justin, Haven, and all the shifters we’d left behind. Instead, my mate and I spent full days in lupine form, working in tandem to bring down deer, romping through deep grasses, or just lazing together along the sunny banks of a mountain stream.
Then we shifted two-legged, twigs tangled in our hair as our bodies twined together atop the blanket I’d d**g along to keep some semblance of civility even here deep in the woods. Later, we lost the blanket and came together again in the sheltered crevice behind a waterfall, the roar of pounding water overwhelming our cries of pleasure as the water’s spray coated us in a fine mist.
By the time the moon began to wan
