Wolf scene

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I stumbled. I could smell a fragrant scent of milk chocolate. My wolf stirred, confused. I had to go there. The scent was alluring. The smell got stronger and stronger, as I ran farther into the lush, green wilderness.

My wolf started yelling, "MATE!" She screamed.

My mate. He must be close. The smell kept running through my nose. I was so deep in the woods, and then, the smell disappeared, but lingered in the air.

I gazed up.

There he was, my mate. In the trees, with forest green eyes and jet-black hair. Muscles were protruding through his shirt. My wolf purred in arousal.

He was clinging to the branches, looking down at my tiny frame.

His eyes were gazing into mine, as if he had never seen anything like me before.

Our eyes were locked in a silent war, fighting until the someone looked away.

He lost. And then jumped down the tree as if he had done it a thousand times before.

"I... am...uh...

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