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He seemed awfully intent on her, which begged the question - was it this new tactic, or just her natural charm and beauty that drew him? She knew better than to ask, and resigned herself that the knowledge would never be shared with her. To speak now would be to break character, and Alya wanted to see this experiment through - all the way through, perhaps.

The man was handsome, after all, and clearly beguiled. She was stronger than him, too, which would not be a good thing if she were looking for a mate, but for an experience? Perhaps.

Alya, feeling the same primal electricity as her companion, turned abruptly with a flash of fangs. The blow, though, was gentle and coquettish, her teeth merely combing through his fur before she danced back several paces. This time, though, she did not turn and run, but offered a playful bow and laid in wait, daring the male to come closer.