The Heat

2

I was brooding in the backseat, knowing if I didn't run now, it might take a few days for my father to actually save me from here.

Damian had driven up to his pack house while the sun began setting. It was huge, mirroring how successful his pack was, but I still wasn't very interested.

The strong and intoxicating feelings I had began receiving since I'd gotten into this car with my mate only seemed to grow, and my inner wolf kept on whining for us to just give in to him. That wasn't going to happen though, with my rational mind still working somehow.

"Don't run, I'll help you get out," he told me, not giving me one look before pressing a button in the front seat which unlocked all the locks on the car doors.

My body tensed up as I watched him get out of the driver's side, stepping onto the ground. Now that I saw him actually standing, I had to force myself to not be affected by it, even though I very much was.

The thought of those arms hugging me made me almost melt.

While he was closing the driver's side door, I quickly darted out of the backseat door which was on the other side.

Without thinking twice, I kicked my heels off and sprinted towards the forest, soon feeling my black dress ripping when I let my wolf out.

Once I'd shifted, I glanced back to see Damian calmly collecting my heels from the ground and placing them in the backseat. Then, he turned to face me and casually shrugged off his suit jacket.

I looked back at where I was going, and dodged a few trees.

Now that I'd let my wolf out, I really needed to get as far away as possible since it clearly would just go crazy over our mate without thinking it through.

My mate... she whined, feeling the sadness that came with the distance. It was taking a lot to keep her running away from him and further into the dense forest, but somehow I managed.

I heard a low growl from behind us, and quickly glanced back to see Damian having shifted into a large black wolf that was now nearing us with incredible speed. We were fucked.

My mate!... my wolf gathered enough strength to overpower me, as she halted and began running back towards Damian's wolf.

I could literally see how angry he was through his blazing eyes, and gulped at the realisation that I had never lost control of my wolf like this.

It didn't take long for us to reach him, but were immediately tackled down onto our back with him hovering over us.

What the fuck is wrong with you? I told you not to run away!... he growled, baring his teeth.

My wolf submitted completely with a whine, reaching up to nuzzle its nose into the thick fur of our mate. For a moment I gave into the feeling, and revelled in the warmth and happiness that came along with him, but knew it couldn't last for long.

For now, though, I let my wolf at least acquaint herself with his wolf.

I'm sorry, we're sorry... my wolf had dangerously taken over control, and I knew I had to switch back soon to gain back the power. But then I would be left naked, and so forth...

My wolf licked the side of his face, and Damian's wolf immediately flinched from the strange feeling. He stared down at us, before hesitantly leaning down and leaving a small lick by the side of our face.  My wolf was definitely loving this.

His wolf was huge, but when mine decided she wanted to flip us around, he didn't mind the idea and helped us out a bit, even though he could've easily kept us trapped below him.