After taking cared of Iris and putting her in the safe room where the other women and children are at, my wolf and I couldn’t help but replay the sounds of her moaning underneath us. “If you don’t stop thinking about it, we’ll end up getting ourselves killed,” my wolf said to me. “Yeah I know, but she felt so good. I just wanna go back around and continue to f**k the living s**t out of her,” I said. “Yeah I would like to as well, but the sooner we kill all these rouges, the sooner we can,” he said. “I like the sound of that,” I said. “So does that mean I can take over?” my wolf asked. “Sure,” I said. Third Person Point of View: Maxwell let his wolf take full control and shifted as he ran back outside into the battle. Many wolves laid on the ground, either dead or severely injured f

