Warning. This gets extremely weird...
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"No news."
I -of course- knew this was going to happen.
You can't get new information on a horse that went missing a week and a half before hand, especially when they're a horse shifter.
My heart broke not being able to tell Zaiden, it did.
But it was for the good of both of us.
In the time that'd passed I'd been helping Zaiden out by looking after the horses. And by horses I mean fillies and mares.
Never geldings, stallions or colts. He wouldn't allow me to.
Mostly I worked with Sandy. I was teaching Nari to ride and Sandy was the perfect horse.
In my time I'd spent in the barn I worked out by myself that she was the most gentle, sweetest horse you could come across.
"Oh." I reply. It broke my heart not being able to tell Zaiden my secret.
"Yeah, hey um, would you like to... I don't know, maybe go somewhere with me?"
I laughed. "Yes, of course."
"Good. The picnic is packed and ready to go." He grabbed my hand and literally dragged me out of the room and through the backdoor in the kitchen, collecting a woven basket as we passed through.
Zaiden led me to the clearing he showed Kat.
We sat on a blue blanket and chomped on left over potato salad from the previous night and greasy lamb chops.
I moaned at the enjoyment of my tastebuds and Zaiden stiffened.
"Don't do that."
"Do what?"
"Moan."
"Why's that?"
He didn't reply just played with the chop bone in his hands.
"Why's that Zaiden?" Once again he remained silent.
"Zaiden Jones, you better answer me this darn second or you'll bee sleeping on the couch for the next month!" I growled.
"BECAUSE IT... it..." He mumbles something inaudible.
"What?"
"Turns me on."
I throw my head back in laughter. "I knew it." I manage between fits of laughter. "I knew you were hormonal."
"Stop laughing."
"Why? Does that turn you too?" He put his chop bone back on his plate and put the plate to the side.
"Maybe." He whispered seductively. He moved my plate off my lap and leaned over me. His hands pressed down on mine, trapping me where I was. "Maybe its just you kitten."
Indeed it was my kitten.
He gently attached his lips on my neck. For a small amount of time I was afraid he was a vampire about to suck my blood, but that moment soon passed.
"Zaiden." I half moaned. "Zaiden." He stopped kissing my neck.
"Yes princess?" My body was shaking in pure excitement. He noticed this and smirked. "Getting a bit ahead of ourselves are we kitten?"
Indeed it was my kitten.
Let me take over Alisa! Let me! Let me! Let me!

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Wild At Heart
Werewolf---WARNING! EXTREMELY CRINGY!--- Horse shifters and Werewolves When Alisa Adams (horse shifter) turns sixteen she wishes for a beautiful stallion that she can settle down with, have a foal or two. But it seems that luck isn't always on her side. C...