I love nature walks. Not only is it the best way to get along with nature: hearing the sounds of the birds, taking in the fragrant aroma of the brisk air, and just look at that view. So serene. But it also gives me a chance to clear my mind. Why does living have to be so exhausting? Twenty-six should be where life gets easier, isn’t it? I guess it’s kind of a good thing because it leads me here. I continue my stroll, adoring the environment, but something feels...off. I just can’t shake the feeling that something’s following me. I take a few more steps and hear other footsteps after I stop. Sure, this is the wilderness, where animals have the right to walk all over the place, but these footsteps almost seem coordinated. I take four steps forward and four footsteps follow. Alright, I’ve got a stalker. I look around, surveying the area for any hints to what could be following me. As I look around in certain areas, I hear scrambling in different directions. It’s like a game of hot and cold. Alright, have it your way. Unfortunately for you, I trained for this when I was a small boy. I walk towards a bush as it's where the noise was last heard. Once there, I push them aside and see what looks to be a fur hood for a coat. Alright, maybe they’re somewhere else. As I'm about to look somewhere else, I’m immediately tackled to the ground. I try to push the offender off, only for them to pin my wrists to the ground with their...hands? I then take notice of the aggressor to realize that it’s a naked girl. Cool. But it doesn’t take long for me to notice her look of murderous intent, growling, sharper than average teeth, yellow eyes, and furry wolf ears on her head. Less cool. “Ok,” I start, “I get that people want feel the environment, but isn’t this a step to-” “Shut up!” she snarls. Not wanting to die just yet, I comply. She leans in closer to me, ceasing her growling. And then she starts sniffing me. She moves from my face, to my shirt, and finally to my backpack. “Drop the bag and leave,” she demands, “Um...no,” I respond, “Don’t you think you’re getting carried awa-” She brings her nails to my face before saying, “Did I make it seem like you had a choice?” Taking advantage of the opening she just gave me, I lock her head into my now free arm, and use my other hand to lock her arm behind her back. Before I can warn her to cut the act, she immediately says, “Ok, ok, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. Please don’t hurt me. Just let me go. I won’t bother you anymore.” What? “What?” I question. She then starts literally whimpering like a puppy. Ok, why is she so committed to this and why is she so good? “Listen,” I start, “If you promise to calm down, I’ll give you some food I have in my bag and we can talk about this, alright?” “Ok,” she says frantically, “I swear. I’ll do whatever you want. Just don’t hurt me.” I release her and she immediately scampers away from me, sitting on her knees with her hands in her lap. And of course she has a tail, too. What’s with her? I remove my bag and reach into it, pulling out some packaged blt’s. I hand one to her before unpackaging mine and taking a bite. She just looks at it like it’s a rubik’s cube. “So who are you,” I ask, “I don’t go by a name,” she responds, never breaking her gaze on the packaged sandwich, “Since I’m the only one of my kind, my parents didn’t feel it was necessary. Gotta say, though, they probably should’ve thought twenty years ahead. My friends just call me ‘Hey!’.” She then starts gnawing at the plastic bag. What the hell? Is there something wrong with her? “Alright, so what’s with this act?” I question, “Do you just wanna scare people or what?” “What act?” she responds, tilting her head, “Look, the moment’s gone, ok? While I will admit that that costume is good and your wolf impression is almost spot on, it’s just too much at this point. At least drop the animal schtick.” “Oh, you think I’m human. I don’t blame you. Look.” She tugs at her ears and her tail. Ok, glue’s not that impressive. She then tugs at her teeth to show that they don’t come out. Alright, I wasn’t born yesterday. It’s not hard to pretend to pull at your teeth. “Now, look into my eyes,” she says. I comply, looking into her yellow contacts. Wait...No. That’s not right. Are they turning...green? No. Blue? Purple? Gray?! Woah! “See?” she says, “All real.” “How the-” I question, not able to finish my sentence, before she perks up in excitement saying, “Cool, isn’t it? It’s just one of the perks of being a human-werewolf hybrid. I can do other things, too. Like...Uh...You know what? Nevermind.” “Wait, what else can you do?” “It’s...not important.” Why’s she suddenly timid? Is it that embarrassing? “If you’re worried about me judging, don’t,” I say, trying to reassure, “I’m not one to judge.” “Funny,” she says, deflated, “Five people said the same thing before they left me, screaming.” “Well, I’m not five people. You can tell me.” “You’re just saying that. Then when I show you, you’ll run away, calling me a freak like they did.” I move over to her, taking her head in my head and say, “Now, you listen to me. You’re not a freak just because you’re different. You’re a cool being with badass abilities. You don’t have to be ashamed of any of it because some close-minded dickheads don’t realize that.” She tears up before embracing me in a hug. I hug her back and she holds me tighter. I never understood why people are immediately terrified of different things. She’s such a sweetheart and all of them missed out on it. Pussies. Their loss. She’s just really interested in wolves. That’s all. So what if she’s a little weird with it? And of course, she proves how weird she is by rubbing her face on my chest. New, but a bit concerning. “Whatcha doin’ there?” I question, “Nothing much,” she states, still rubbing her face on me, “Just taking what’s mine.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” “I’m marking you because I like you. You’re the only person I’ve met who actually accepts me. I...I want you.” She’s really bunting me. There’s just never a dull moment with this girl, is there? You know what? What the hell. I guess she’s not hurting anyone. So if she wants to play wolf, who am I to judge her? I bring my hand to the top of her head, gently rubbing it and she lets out sounds of affection. She then looks up to me and we lock eye contact. I brush her hair out of her face and she lightly blushes. Her eyes then start progressively closing as she slowly leans towards me. Seeing where this is going, I follow suit, closing my eyes and leaning forward, causing our lips to meet. A few moments into the kiss, she gently leans her body forward, gently pushing me back as she straddles my lap. Minutes pass and we break the kiss, looking into each other’s eyes again. She bites her lower lip, almost as if she wants to say something. She then says in a soft spoken tone, “If you want, there’s a ritual that we can do to fully claim each other as ours.” “Seems like a huge commitment,” I respond, “Are you sure?” “Yeah. Like I said, I want you. You alone.” “Alright, let’s do it.” She smiles before giving me another kiss and guiding me down to the ground. She breaks the kiss and removes my shirt. She then brings her mouth to my ear, gently nibbling my earlobe and saying in a sultry tone, “Touch me wherever you want. Feel how ready I am for you.” I take her up on her offer, grabbing a hold of her breasts and massaging them. She lets out light gasps of approval at my touch. I then start pinching her nipples, earning slightly louder gasps. She then leans down, bringing her breasts to my face. I latch onto her right nipple, sucking and gently nibbling on it as I continue to massage her other one. She moans out in pleasure as I continue my actions. I then turn our position so I’m on top of her. She squeaks in surprise before cooing in anticipation. I continue my actions prior to the switch, returning my mouth and hand to her breasts. Afterwards, I take my free hand and guide it to the lower parts of her body, placing it on her thigh and slowly snaking it upwards to her lower lips. I slide my index finger along her soaked slit, earning a light moan. I then release my mouth from her breast before trailing kisses down her body, reaching her stomach, abdomen, and inner thigh after removing my finger from her slit. She whimpers in anticipation, growing tired of me teasing her. I give a light chuckle before bringing my hands to her legs, spreading them apart and trailing my tongue from her thigh to her lower lips. She moans louder as I drag my tongue across her pussy, hooking my arms under her legs for better access. She then brings a hand to my head, pushing me deeper into her as she moans louder and louder. I reach up her body and grab her breasts again as I continue licking, kissing, and sucking her. I then insert my tongue into her, causing more frequent moans from her and a tighter grip on my hair. She then wraps her legs around my head as I thrust my tongue in and out of her. I love this. Her sounds, her reactions with her body, the look on her face, it’s all just perfect. Claiming her is the best decision I’ve ever made in my life. But my enjoyment comes to a sudden halt as she releases me from her legs and pulls me off of her, saying, out of breath, “Stop, stop. Not yet. We need to do it together.” I nod my head before she brings my face to hers, kissing me. I then remove my shorts and briefs, freeing my erect penis. She brings me to the ground before trailing kisses from my mouth, to my chest, to my stomach, and to my abdomen. She then takes my cock in her hand, slowly stroking it before sliding her tongue on the length of it. Moments later, she places her mouth on my tip, sucking and swirling her tongue on it, causing me to lightly gasp. She giggles at my reaction before taking more in her mouth. She gets half of it in her mouth before bobbing up and down. She brings her hands to the other half, stroking it as she sucks. I groan and bring a hand to her head, petting her as she sucks on my cock. Fuck, this feels so good. And just look at her go at it. It’s like every time she goes down, she tries taking another inch. A few minutes go by and I feel my orgasm approaching, so I pull her off of me and she gives me a smile. I take a moment to catch my breath, petting her in the process. She looks like she’s in bliss. I then give her a passionate kiss and she returns her own. She breaks the kiss, moving to my ear again to whisper, “I want you to take me from behind.” I nod in agreement and she turns around on her hands and knees. I place a hand on her hip and position myself at her entrance, rubbing against her in the process. I then push into her, earning a pained whine from her. I pause my action to let her adjust. When she does, she turns her head and gives me a nod. I lean in to kiss her, before slowly thrusting in and out of her. We both moan as I continue my actions, moving slightly faster with each thrust. I thrust deeper into her, earning louder moans from her. I then take her breasts in my hands as I thrust faster. She’s squeezing me so tight and it feels amazing. I don’t know how much longer I can last. “Turn me,” she moans out, “I want us to look each other in the eyes when it happens.” I comply with her wishes, briefly pulling out of her and turning her on her back before thrusting into her again. She then wraps her arms around my neck and legs around my waist as I continue my movements. I give her another kiss, speeding up in the process. I then feel my orgasm building again along with her walls clenching me tighter than before. “I...I think I’m gonna,” she moans out, “Me, too,” I respond, “Looks like it’s time to claim each other.” She smiles before throwing her head back and arching her back as she moans louder and louder. And after a few strokes, we both let out a loud moan before releasing our fluids, her coating me with hers and me filling her up with mine. We then lock eye contact with each other, completely breathless. So I guess she’s mine now. This is my partner. Wait, is she my wife now? Huh. Didn’t think I’d marry this early. I turn on my back, embracing her into a hug as she settles on my chest. I rub her back and her tail starts wagging. Seriously, I need to visit whoever got her this stuff. “You know,” I start, “You never did tell me what else you can do.” She giggles before saying, “You’re right. So I’ll just show you instead. But I’m exhausted so I can’t fully do it. So just know this can be the full thing if I so willed it.” With that, her head turns into that of a wolf. Holy. Shit. She wasn’t lying after all. I just married a literal wolf. This is the greatest day of my life. She returns to her humanoid head and says, “Convinced now?” “You could say that,” I reply, “You could also say thrilled.” “Really?” “Yup.” She burrows her face in my chest, saying, “I’m so lucky to have someone like you. You’re the best thing that could’ve ever happened to me.” “And vice versa,” I retort, “It’s nice having a badass wolf for a partner.” She tears up before embracing me tighter and saying, “I love you.” I return the embrace and say, “I love you, too.”