Fang

Crossfield is a spy for MistFang, the top ranking pack in their land. She's been sent to GrassTail to investigate the alliances between packs. What she will soon learn changes her whole life.
"If you ever growl at me again, I'll rip those fangs out of your pretty mouth." Despite the threat in his words, I couldn't help feeling the feeling his hot breath on my neck gave me. Excitement pooled between my legs. "I hope you've learned enough, little mate."

My body froze over at what he'd said. A million thoughts were running through my mind, but one stood prominent as his hand left my jaw and he disappeared into the darkening evening.

It's time to leave..

Please read the first chapter I have posted. It's not exactly a real part of the story, but it goes over certain aspects of your typical werewolf story that I've changed or tampered with.