The brush caused my n****e to stiffen as it was dragged over my n***d skin. I tried to defy the urge to squirm, knowing that I was to stay wanting until my union with Shane at midnight, but that damn brush was driving me crazy as it painted the golden lines over my body. I watched, awestruck, as my body was decorated by the swirling designs, an intricate knot design that covered half of my body. I felt like a tribal princess as I watched the lines glint and seemingly shift in the dim light. The Elder hummed as he pulled the brush across my flesh, eyes closed as he allowed the spirits to guide his hand. Supposedly that is. Surrounded by a group of chanting female wolves it was hard to remember I thought this was a load of s**t, I did, I think. Looking at my reflection in the flat water, it
