Hunter’s pov:
I never shifted so seamlessly, so easily.
My wolf was lowkey desperate to meet his mate.
She sat on a nearby rock, and my big black wolf trudged towards her slowly, cautiously, as I kept telling him to keep himself in check.
She extended a hand out to me, and he didn’t hesitate to nudge it with his nose. Before long, she was stroking his fur, and he was almost purring.
Had it been anyone else, my wolf wouldn’t have reacted in such a manner, and would have kept his cool at all and any times. As it was, however, he kept nudging her, as if silently telling her to keep caressing him.
“You like being caressed, huh?” She giggled, the sound like melody to our ears as usual.
He put some space between her hand and his head, and before long, he licked her hand.
“Oh, Hun
