Kildeer Rest vòlkan [m]

hello ilyt

wolf. unwolf. not wolf. 
he was tall and pale to her shorter height and gaudy red. mireille observed the nonlupine figure of him and pushed her nose into the wind, seeking more as her curiosity mounted.
he did not come closer.
nor did mireille.
instead she postured, flaunting the curve of her well-loved hips. she howled again, the end silken. did he dare to come close, to approach? to be tested?
her first lover had left his marks in her flesh. what sort of man was this?