Lincoln stripped off his clothes and my wolf's eyes turned sunny yellow at the luscious sight. The thing dangling between his thighs was ready and huge. He cowered down when he was fully bare and shifted, his bones extending. His pointed nose changed to a broader snout and his straight white teeth became sharp fangs that gleamed when illuminated by the imitation of the sun's rays inside the knotting ground.
I witnessed how Lincoln shifted and it was the most marvelous thing I had seen in my entire existence. He was a huge, strong dark grey wolf bearing a white mark on his descending fluffy chest. He had a slopping back and a heavily muscled neck. Even his fur was thick and screamed so much discipline and supervision of one’s self.
Lincoln's legs were longer than any wolf had possessed, w
