Chapter 11

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I watched her throughout the next couple of weeks. She was starting to act more like a wolf, and less like a human. She was eating raw meat happily, eager to help me hunt, and even tried to help me groom my fur. It was obvious that I was affecting her greatly. It was hard to miss. If this continued, things could end badly for the both of us. She was becoming lustier as well. It seemed that every night she invited me to bed. Every night I refused.

“Red,” I finally said. “I do not know how many tales you have heard about werewolves, but I want you to know that they are not true. I will never turn fully human. This is my true state.”

She shook her head. “Do you really think I stick around because of fairy tales? I love you for you Artie!”

She brushed her cheek against mine softy. She also slipped her tongue inside of my mouth. I did not protest this time, but allowed her to continue. Looking at her, you could tell she had changed in the last couple weeks. Her hair had grown longer, her body had been toned due to the work she did, and her teeth were sharper. She was starting to get a silvery white line of hair along her arms also.

She parted her lips from mine, and beckoned for me to follow her to her room. This time I willingly followed her. Her desire for a mate had grown so strong in the last couple days that it was insane. I also had my own desires. She grabbed me and pressed her body against my own. Tonight would be an interesting experience for both of us. She leaned up to whisper into my ear.

“Everything will be fine Artie. Just relax…”

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My joints ached and groaned in protest as I approached the cave I had seen her disappear into. My baby girl. My little Red. As her brother, I had a right to protect her. True, my methods were different, but it didn’t make me insane. I coughed violently as I approached the entrance. My ears picked up small noises coming from inside. It sounded like someone was filming a porno inside.

I cautiously walked inside, the noises growing louder. What if that’s my little girl? I thought. The bastard!

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I heard a noise from outside the room. We had just finished, so I had Red be as still as possible and crept up to the door. I could hear ragged breathing from the other side. I held Red back and opened the door. There stood the man from inside the cottage, and he looked pissed.

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