A Werewolf Short Novel : : I whimpered, and she snarled. Her gaze trailed over my body. The metal creaked even more as she slid over me, her hands resting on each side of my head. My nose was overwhelmed by the scent of her. My wolf wanted to be touched and mated with her right immediately. I want to hurl myself upon her nude body. She looked down at me, lowering her head gently until her nose was sniffing me. "Mate." She roared so loudly that it reverberated throughout the house.