A Lust Duet Stalking Prey (Mature)

The girl drops the smirk, her eyes turn cold as she gazes at the male in front of her. If only he knew who he was dealing with. From her training, she was taught to observe every movement a wolf made, and how to analyze it. A slight twitch of brown wolf's lip gave the young assassin a glimpse of the fury that was bubbling through him. He had been a good actor, but that one little slip had pulled the whole costume apart, like a single loose thread.

He wasn't who he pretended to be, he wasn't the wolf that wished to meet each of our pack brothers and sisters, he was dark. Cold. Her face was completely emotionless as she looked him over, searching for any other signs, of his intentions.

His eyes look like they are filled with laugher, but the trained girl could see through the disguise, see the darkness below them.

Keeping her glowing yellow eyes steely, she replied to him with a voice of pure glass. "Why do you feel the need to lie to me, Grimnir?" she inquired, tilting her silky head to the side and looking strait into his amber eyes.

"And there are many things you don't know about me." she assured him. If only he knew just how much.