them. Being naked in front of others was something a shifter grew up used to. If they weren’t then they’d go through a shit load of clothes every time they shifted and ripped the ones on their bodies to shreds.
A very costly endeavor.
With clothes off, the other shifters waited until Garrett shifted before doing so themselves.
Lachlan watched, transfixed on his mate’s glorious body as it shimmered in the firelight. Every muscle tensed and flexed as the change crept over him. Where once stood a man on two feet, now was a wolf with the blackest fur that shimmered in the moonlight. Garrett let out a howl and all the other wolves started to shift.
Catching up, Lachlan quickly allowed his body to grow and stretch to form his lion’s body. The usual dizzy and ticklish sensation ran through him as he fell to his knees and as his body transformed. It was over before he knew, and several other wolves stood gazing at him. Lachlan felt a little self-conscious at first, then with one sharp bark from Garrett, they took off. Lachlan rushed to catch up with Garrett and ran by his side.
The woods were dark, but the moon guided their way. Even without the luminescent light from above, their paranormal eyesight allowed them to see extraordinary well in the dark. A gift granted to them by their animal forms. Wolves and lions were predators. They had to have superb vision in order to protect themselves from any unseen threat that may be lying in wait, ready to attack at any moment they dropped their guard.
Lachlan raced alongside Garrett, letting the cool breeze whip across his face. He felt the freest when running in his lion form. The problems he had while in his human form didn’t seem so bad. The lion in him didn’t care if others liked him, or if his mate was a complete asshole. The lion only cared about running, hunting, and fucking. It was simple.
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Looking over to Garrett, Lachlan could see the relaxed demeanor of his mate. Running in wolf form must give Garrett that same feeling of rightness in the world if only for a short time.
They ran across the uneven, rough ground and pounced over fallen trees and low dips in the ground. The decaying leaves crushed to dust under his heavy paws as he ran with abandon with his mate.
The wolves had started to separate, but Garrett held close to Lachlan. Lachlan could faintly hear the sounds of Mother Nature over his and Garrett’s heavy breathing. They were racing and playing like they’d never done before. Lachlan felt like a teenager as he nudged and leapt over his mate. In return Garrett would barrel into his side and give a light nip to Lachlan’s flanks. They were having fun.
Lachlan was preparing to tackle Garrett to the ground when a loud, ear-piercing howl filled the air. He looked over to Garrett to see his mate had stopped dead in his tracks scenting the air. Garrett’s eyes landed in the direction facing east, and he took off running.
Garrett’s Choice
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Everything was going so perfect Garrett should have known something would come along and fuck it up.
He was traipsing through the woods with his mate having the time of his life. A lion and a wolf weren’t a common combination in a mating, but he and Lachlan were making it work. They were growing to trust one another like only mates could. It didn’t matter that they were from different species. They were enjoying a moonlit run together. Garrett was overflowing with happiness until the sound of a desperate howl wrenched through the woods.
It took Garrett only a moment to detect where the howls were coming from, and he took off. Behind him he could hear Lachlan rushing to keep up. Garrett wanted to shift and tell Lachlan not to follow, that it might be dangerous. But to shift now would only cost him precious time that whoever howled may not have.
As they reached the east side of the woods, a small creek ran through the narrow clearing. Garrett could scent the blood in the
A very costly endeavor.
With clothes off, the other shifters waited until Garrett shifted before doing so themselves.
Lachlan watched, transfixed on his mate’s glorious body as it shimmered in the firelight. Every muscle tensed and flexed as the change crept over him. Where once stood a man on two feet, now was a wolf with the blackest fur that shimmered in the moonlight. Garrett let out a howl and all the other wolves started to shift.
Catching up, Lachlan quickly allowed his body to grow and stretch to form his lion’s body. The usual dizzy and ticklish sensation ran through him as he fell to his knees and as his body transformed. It was over before he knew, and several other wolves stood gazing at him. Lachlan felt a little self-conscious at first, then with one sharp bark from Garrett, they took off. Lachlan rushed to catch up with Garrett and ran by his side.
The woods were dark, but the moon guided their way. Even without the luminescent light from above, their paranormal eyesight allowed them to see extraordinary well in the dark. A gift granted to them by their animal forms. Wolves and lions were predators. They had to have superb vision in order to protect themselves from any unseen threat that may be lying in wait, ready to attack at any moment they dropped their guard.
Lachlan raced alongside Garrett, letting the cool breeze whip across his face. He felt the freest when running in his lion form. The problems he had while in his human form didn’t seem so bad. The lion in him didn’t care if others liked him, or if his mate was a complete asshole. The lion only cared about running, hunting, and fucking. It was simple.
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AJ Jarrett
Looking over to Garrett, Lachlan could see the relaxed demeanor of his mate. Running in wolf form must give Garrett that same feeling of rightness in the world if only for a short time.
They ran across the uneven, rough ground and pounced over fallen trees and low dips in the ground. The decaying leaves crushed to dust under his heavy paws as he ran with abandon with his mate.
The wolves had started to separate, but Garrett held close to Lachlan. Lachlan could faintly hear the sounds of Mother Nature over his and Garrett’s heavy breathing. They were racing and playing like they’d never done before. Lachlan felt like a teenager as he nudged and leapt over his mate. In return Garrett would barrel into his side and give a light nip to Lachlan’s flanks. They were having fun.
Lachlan was preparing to tackle Garrett to the ground when a loud, ear-piercing howl filled the air. He looked over to Garrett to see his mate had stopped dead in his tracks scenting the air. Garrett’s eyes landed in the direction facing east, and he took off running.
Garrett’s Choice
81
Chapter Nine
Everything was going so perfect Garrett should have known something would come along and fuck it up.
He was traipsing through the woods with his mate having the time of his life. A lion and a wolf weren’t a common combination in a mating, but he and Lachlan were making it work. They were growing to trust one another like only mates could. It didn’t matter that they were from different species. They were enjoying a moonlit run together. Garrett was overflowing with happiness until the sound of a desperate howl wrenched through the woods.
It took Garrett only a moment to detect where the howls were coming from, and he took off. Behind him he could hear Lachlan rushing to keep up. Garrett wanted to shift and tell Lachlan not to follow, that it might be dangerous. But to shift now would only cost him precious time that whoever howled may not have.
As they reached the east side of the woods, a small creek ran through the narrow clearing. Garrett could scent the blood in the
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