When Caleb made it down to the garage, Serena was already there, standing beside a large black SUV, one of several owned by the pack. Her back was to Caleb so he took the opportunity to admire how well she filled out her jeans. He hadn’t thought about it before, but she was surprisingly short for a werewolf. Standing at what he assumed was around five feet three inches; her height would place her in the range of the pre-adolescent werewolves. He’d have to ask her what breed she’d descended from. It may make for an interesting research topic. However for now he’d just admire her plump ass, thick thighs and well shaped legs.
Another interesting think he’d just realized was that she was more on the thick side. She wolves were usually as tall as their male counter parts and lean; very lean.
