Altar of Twilight I am bouncing off these walls

"They don't," Alya replied, her voice gentle and her expression benign. There was faux-warmth in her eyes as she regarded the pale boy, internally calculating what ought to be done next. She understood that a shewolf needed to be 'in heat' before she got pregnant, and since Alya was fairly certain that wasn't going on, she thought it was a good time to practice this whole 'becoming one' thing her mother had told her about.

First, though, she had to make sure this boy - Ren - was completely under her thumb. How did one do that, anyway? For all her expirimentation, she was woefully ignorant of how sex and romance really worked.

"Do something sexy to me," she demanded, a bit of her regular tone making it through her carefully constructed facade.