Stavanger Bay you've buried all your alimony butterflies

Though she'd hungered, it'd been only for the barest edge of what he'd given her. Long after the act was finished, Mannoah laid shivering on the floor of the cave. She had thought herself dark, but she was no match for the devil - and now she was cold, uncertain, and afraid. Would his seed take root? Would they be as dark as him? What would he do with her, now?

His actions had been so sudden, so violent. Mannoah wondered if he'd even meant to breed her, or if his lust had simply overtaken him as it had overtaken her.

Part of the shewolf wanted simply to run away. When she tried, her body seemed to fight against her, rooting her to the same place where she'd lain underneath him.

She would not be moving anytime soon - not if she was allowed to choose.