Larksong Grotto Living in a glass house

the girl's first experience of affection had been taggarik, and the feelings for the dark wolf that had surfaced within her during her months at the ridge. had he not been promised to capriccio, she might have made a bid. but her attention had been turned by the nameless beta, for he represented the wild wordlessness within her soul. it had been to him she had gone when the licking flames were upon her; it had been he who she wanted to possess her, not taggarik, not another.

for a moment that had extended into a mad eternity, pleasure had engulfed her utterly, and now, as she stood upon the precipice of seeking this with reek, a frightening, tantalizing edge, vuk remembered the sensations, and the sheer burst of love she had felt for the silent wolf in that moment.

i want you. reek was the first to say such to vuk, his want so raw in his words she shivered. it was a terrifying thing, the weight of his lust, but behind the need of his body there lingered the longevity of his desire for her. how long had reek wished for her? and how long had she wanted him without realizing it.

terich ... her mind whispered.

vuk lifted her chin and found the dark alpha's gaze, which she held for an unwavering moment. therein, the pale girl spoke a single syllable, her limbs, her voice atremble.

"yes."