9 comments/ 108464 views/ 68 favorites Touch of Wolf Ch. 01 By: Onyxwolf Sandy sat in class, idly gnawing on the end of her pencil, the dull drone of her math teacher's voice becoming an annoying buzzing in the background. Doodles lined the margins of her notebook, doodles line her book bag, doodles covered her shoes, and occasionally doodles covered her skin. She tapped the toe of her shoe against the floor, and she stared at the clock on the wall. Just five more minutes before the bell rung and she could go home. "Sandy, can you solve this equation?" Miss. Saunders' voice broke into her mind. "Yes Ma'am," Sandy returned to earth and examined the problem quickly. "3x + 4y = z is the answer to the equation." "Very good" Miss. Saunders returned to her instruction. Moments later the bell clanged and the school day was over, Sandy shoved her books haphazardly into her bag and slung it over her shoulder, standing and bolting for the door. Stopping by the snack machines in the cafeteria Sandy grabbed a package of Kit-Kats and headed for the exit. Outside the school she began the walk home, about two miles if she cut across the park. She made a face and pulled a wedgie of panty hose and knit skirt out of her rear end. "Nice ass Sandy!" Jeremy Felps screamed as he drove by. "Why don't you kiss it Jeremy!" Sandy yelled back, flipping her middle finger at him as he passed. Jeremy hooted and whistled, blowing his horn as he drove off. Sandy shook her head and hefted her book bag as she broke into her Kit-Kat and began to munch the chocolate candy as she started her walk. She was in high spirits, a spring in her step as she entered the park, beginning her normal route home cutting across the park through a hole in the ornamental fence to save time. She was humming softly as she walked and didn't notice the soft whining sound until she had nearly tripped over the heap in front of her. "Oh my god." Sandy shrieked. Laying in front of her was the biggest dog she had ever seen, the animal was massive and he was hurt. "Oh you poor thing." She crooned softly at the dog. Carefully Sandy inched toward the dog, keeping her voice calm and steady as she came closer hoping she wouldn't get bit. She laid her hands on the dog's hindquarters and worked her way up the animal's body to the deep wound in its shoulder. Sandy looked at the wound and frowned, slowly she reached into the bloody hole and pulled a shard of metal out, wincing as the dog yipped loudly in pain. Setting the sliver of metal aside she removed her book bag, taking out the wad of her gym clothes and beginning to tear them into strips to bandage the wound. Tying the strips together, Sandy bound the wound in the dog's shoulder, making the bandage tight to keep the dog from bleeding to death. "There, that's the best I can do for you. But you need more help." She looked at the dog. "Your too big for me to carry home, I need you to try to walk for me fella." Sandy held a piece of Kit-Kat out to the dog and coaxed him softly hoping he'd be able to get up. The dog looked up at her and hefted himself onto his feet, standing shakily and taking a few steps toward her. "Good boy!" Sandy smiled and stood up, coaxing the dog toward her home. The dog limped after Sandy the rest of the way to her house, whimpering occasionally and often stopping to regain his strength along the way. Sandy led the dog around back of her house and put him in the old playhouse in the backyard. The playhouse was a remnant of her childhood, a large one room mini house her father had built for her to play make believe in as a child. She piled some old blankets in the corner, stuffing some pillows under them so the dog would be comfortable. She coaxed the dog onto the pile of blankets and covers and then she left the playhouse and went into the main house to get a bowl of water and some food for the dog. Sandy returned with a large bowl of water and another bowl filled with cat food. "I know its cat food," she explained to the dog quietly. "But I've never had a dog and my parents don't want me to have one so this is the best I have. I think its pretty much the same as dog food." The dog whined softly and accepted some water and sniffed the cat food but did not eat any. He looked up at her, his eyes were yellow and strangely luminescent. His gray and white fur was a patchwork quilt and his large frame seemed Husky-like to Sandy. "You are such a beautiful dog." She smiled and stroked his head. "I wish I could keep you." The dog chuffed softly and laid his head down on his paws, slowly closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep. Sandy set the water and food down close to the dog and went back to the house to clean the blood off her hands. Her parents would be home shortly and she needed to make sure they didn't see the blood or the dog. Inside the house Sandy cleaned up the mess she'd made getting the cat food and washed her hands. She ruffled Boots fur upsetting the feline to no end as she whisked off to her room. Inside her room Sandy turned on some loud music and flopped herself down on her bed to do some homework. Dinner and 'family time' went as usual, her father bitched about his job, her mother smiled and nodded while not paying any attention, and she blended into the wallpaper. The dishes were done, some television was watched, her parents went to bed to sleep and nothing more and Sandy sat alone in her room staring at the huge moon the filled the sky. She sighed and went into the bathroom, stripping her clothes and stepping into a warm spray of water in the shower. She just stood there for a long while, letting the heat of the water wash away the day, letting it soak her hair and body, feeling it sluice over every inch of her skin. Finally Sandy lathered herself and finished her shower, stepping out and toweling herself off before going back to her room. Once in her room she slipped into one of her nightgowns, a long t-shirt depicting a happy Hello Kitty with fairy wings. Sitting again by her window she stared at the moon. Hooooooowwwwwwwwllllllll! Oh no! Sandy thought in horror. He's going to wake up my parents! Sandy dashed out of her room and down the stairs, flying out the back door and toward the playhouse. She pulled the door open and stepped inside. It was pitch black inside the small house. "Shhhh doggie, please you'll wake my parents!" Sandy whispered into the dark unable to see the dog. "Please you can't do that again, they'll make me send you away." Sandy heard no sound, her eyes were slowly adjusting to the gloom inside the playhouse. She could make out the outline of the pile of blankets in the corner, but she couldn't tell if the dog was there or not. Shuffling her feet she tried to make her way toward the pile of blankets. She was standing at the edge of the blankets when a strong arm wrapped around her abdomen and a hand closed over her mouth. "Please don't scream." The masculine voice whispered against her neck. Sandy screamed anyways, she kicked and thrashed and began to cry as her captors arms held strong. She could feel his body through the back of her nightgown, hard and strong and with what felt like just one of the rough blankets on. "Please, I'm not going to hurt you, you must believe me." His voice was so calming. Sandy stopped thrashing and held still. "I'm going to take my hand off of your mouth now, please don't scream, I promise I will not harm you." Slowly his hand came off her mouth. "Who are you?" Sandy gasped, holding completely still, still held tight against his body. "Why are you in my playhouse? And what did you do to my dog?" Her mind reeled, what if he'd hurt the dog? Was that why he'd howled? "I am the dog." He whispered softly. "I thank you for helping me, I didn't mean for you to see me like this nor did I mean to frighten you. I'm going to let go of you and turn on the light." Oh God he's crazy, Sandy thought. He's a lunatic and I'm stuck here with him. Why didn't I remember there was a light in the corner? How on earth can he see that? His released her and walked across the floor to the corner, flicking on the lamp in the corner. Sandy turned and faced the man in her playhouse. She couldn't help but stare at him, he was.... massive! His shoulders were huge and wide, his chest was enormous, he was easily 6 foot 3 inches tall or more, every inch of him seemed to be exaggeratedly large. Secured around his hips was one of the old blankets she'd used to make the dog's bed, knotted at his waist and barely covering his knees. Sandy gasped when she noticed the gaping wound on his shoulder, the same wound the dog had had! "Oh my god." She breathed quietly. "Now do you believe me? Now that you've seen it with your own eyes?" He looked at her. "Yes, and No." Sandy stepped a little closer. "How can you be that beautiful dog? How can you be a man and a dog?" "A wolf actually." He smiled and Sandy noticed the same yellow eyes from the wolf in his face. "I suppose I'm what you'd call a werewolf, although it seems I've got it backwards. I spend my life as wolf, and become a man usually only around a full moon." "How is that possible? What is your name?" Sandy asked as an afterthought. "I do not know how it is possible I am both wolf and man." He smiled at her. "As for a name, I've had many, occasionally I've lived with people, always as a dog, a companion, those names were never fitting of the man in me, but I've always liked the name William." "Well I will call you William since you like it." Sandy's heart was going a million miles a minute. "Can I ask what you are going to do to me?" "I'm not going to do anything to you, you helped me, saved my life I'm sure." William looked at her. "If you will allow me, I will stay with you as a companion, a friend, or I will leave once I am stronger and recovered. I will do whatever you would prefer me to." Sandy thought for a moment, sinking down into a nearby chair, unaware of how her Hello Kitty nightgown road up on her thighs and a brief glimpse of her panties became visible. She chewed her lower lip as she thought over what she would do. "I would very much like to keep you around, as a dog of course." Sandy paused. "But my parents really don't want me to have a dog so it's a hard situation. I'd feel bad about feeding you dog food too, knowing you're a man as well as a wolf. But I'd really like to have you around, I've never seen such a gorgeous animal, or man for that matter." William smiled at her. "Your compliment means a lot to me. As far as your parents go, just show me to them, there is a hypnotic quality to a wolf's eyes, I think they'd allow me to stay." He paused and chuckled. "As for the dog food, I assure you I've eaten worse, and as a wolf I am no better then most dogs, I eat anything that I can get a hold of." "Well tomorrow I will show you to my parents when they get home, I hope they'll let me keep you." Sandy paused. "Although I feel weird talking about owning a man." William laughed and laughed for a moment. "Don't worry, I don't mind in the least, in the end I belong to myself anyways." Sandy stood again and headed to the door. "I'll be back, I'm going to get the first aid kit and patch up your wound some more." With that she stepped outside the door and went back to the house. Sandy collected the first aid kit from the cabinet and retrieved some leftovers and fruit from the pantry. She walked back to the playhouse and stepped inside, walking in and setting the supplies down on the table. "I brought you some food and the medicine kit to dress your wound." Sandy smiled at him. "Please have a seat here and I'll take care of your wound." William sat on the stool in front of Sandy and picked up a pear with his good hand, beginning to eat it as she looked at the wound. "It looks much better already." Sandy commented. "I heal quickly." William replied. Sandy dabbed a cotton ball with alcohol and swabbed the wound clean, she carefully examined it making sure there was no more metal wedged in the flesh. Afterwards she swabbed the wound in Neosporin and covered it with a patch and some surgical tape. "That should keep it clean and help it heal." "Thank you." He smiled. "I have to get back to bed, I've got to go to school in the morning. I'll introduce you to my parents tomorrow night." Sandy smiled and left him. School dragged on forever the next day. Sandy impatiently stared at the clock all day long, counting the seconds until she would be free to return home and see if the man was wolf again and if the night before was just a dream. Her mind overflowed with thoughts of what would happen, whether her parents would allow her to keep the beautiful wolf or whether they would make her take him to the pound first thing. When the final bell rang, Sandy hit the floor at a dead run, not even pausing to make her usual snack food stop on her way out. She ran all the way home and dropped her book bag in the backyard as she leapt into the playhouse. Laying on the mound of blankets the wolf slept quietly, the wound in his shoulder was covered in a small bandage and surgical tape, the food on the table had been eaten and carefully discarded into a bag on the floor, and the room had been rearranged slightly and cleaned up. Sandy smiled and walked over, sitting down next to the wolf and running her hand through his soft fur. The wolf lifted his big head and wagged his plume of a tail looking up at her happily. "Hi William, how are you?" Sandy could barely believe herself, but this was the man and the wolf. "You ready to meet my parents? How about we go and meet them out front as they come home?" The wolf wagged his tail and stood up. Sandy took it as a yes and lead him to the front door, sitting with him on the porch until her parents arrived home. There was a lot of talk when they arrived, a lot of tense moments, but somehow when they looked into the wolf's eyes they were unable to say no to her request to keep him and by dinner time, he was an accepted member of the family. He was to stay in the playhouse or the backyard in the summer, but in the winter her parents said he could come indoors. That night Sandy got ready for bed as usual, she waited till her parents were long asleep and she was alone in her room again. She sighed, lonely and very bored. Finally she stood and made her way downstairs, quietly she slipped outside and into the playhouse. "William?" Sandy called quietly. "Yes?" He answered from the pile of blankets in the corner. "I was just... lonely and I wondered if I could sit and talk with you for awhile?" "Of course you may." He answered her. "Shall I get the light?" "No its ok, maybe I'll get tired with it off." Sandy walked over and sat down on the blankets next to him. "What shall we talk about?" He smiled at her in the dark. "Tell me what its like, to be a wolf." She murmured softly. "Well its hard to describe it, but since I've also been a man, its not impossible." He paused. "When you are a wolf your senses are much stronger, you smell the fear of small animals when you walk passed them, you can smell the signs of other wolves who have gone through the same area, dogs too. You can tell how old they are, what sex, when they passed, and how healthy they are. You know when the weather is going to change, you know where you are no matter where you go. The world has more layers and seems fuller, richer. Things taste better or worse depending on if it's a good taste or a bad taste to begin with. Emotions are stronger too, wolves mate for life and we form very strong attachments to our mates and our families, the loss of a family member is very painful for us, yet we also have shorter memories, at least normal wolves do." "Do you have a life mate somewhere?" Sandy looked at him in the dark. "No." He paused again. "I've only recently reached a mature age for a wolf to breed, but with my difference from other wolves I have held back as well." He stopped again for a few minutes. "Since I've lived among humans so long too, I've only been around dogs, not wolves, so I've not even had a chance to consider a mate." "Why would you want to stay with me then? If you cannot find yourself a mate while living amongst humans." Sandy asked quietly. "I have no way to return to the wolves. They are far away from here, and I would not fit in anymore, I've changed too much and they would smell it on me." He stopped for a minute as Sandy leaned against his shoulder. "Plus, I like people, really. I feel more at home around them even if I do lose some aspects of a normal life by living with them. I want to stay with you because you're kind and you helped me, I think I'll like living with you." "How's your shoulder?" Sandy leaned over and felt his shoulder carefully in the dark. "Its almost completely healed." William smiled down at her. "I thank you again for helping me." "I'm just glad it healed." Sandy's fingers ran down from his shoulder to the expanse of his chest, just barely touching the skin. "So am I." His breathe caught in his throat for a moment and he shivered. "Sandy... I think you might... might want to leave now." "I don't think I want to leave." Sandy looked up in the dark, her face barely an inch from his. "I... Sandy... please..." He gasped softly, feeling her half sitting in his lap her hands on his shoulders and her fingers slightly pressed into his skin. "Please, you don't know what this is doing to me." Her lips just barely touched his, just enough for the heat of her breath to warm his lips and the moisture of her mouth to touch his. "Oh god." He hissed softly as his composure snapped and he pulled her into his arms, his mouth covering hers as his tongue gently swept across her lips. His hands slid down her sides and settled on her slim hips, gripping her tightly through the thin fabric of the Hello Kitty nightgown. He pulled her into his lap completely his arms cradling her form tight against his. Sandy's mind reeled, what am I doing? She felt strange but she knew she didn't want it to stop. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she tangled her fingers into his hair as she opened her mouth to him, letting his tongue slide between her lips and explore her mouth. She could feel her small frame shaking and her breasts seemed to swell, her nipples becoming hard and her stomach taunt. She softly moaned and gasped as she pulled back panting from his mouth. "Sandy, I'm not sure..." He gasped and looked down at her, he could see her form in the dark, he could see her hardened nipples through her nightgown and he found himself on the edge of control. "Neither am I but I want..." She looked up at him her eyes a clear reflection of her need. Her lips touched his again, and her tongue brushed his lips and slid between them, slowly exploring his mouth as he had hers. His hands slid up her form, the fabric of her night gown bunching beneath her breasts as he slowly moved his hands under her gown until he pulled it over her head and dropped it into the blankets. He moved his hands slowly over her breasts, small but perfectly formed, the nipples hard and very sensitive if how she moaned when he touched them was an indication. He lowered his mouth down and took one of the sensitive rosy numbs into his mouth, sucking it and gently nibbling and grazing the tip in his teeth. Sandy gasped hard and bit her lower lip, her hips lurching upward in William's grasp as his mouth teased her nipples. Her fingers ran over his chest and along the long hard lines of his body to his hips, caressing his skin, hesitant but fueled by lust. His mouth nibbled, bit and kissed down her neck, along her collar bone and chest as his hands worked her cotton panties off her hips. Cupping one of her breasts in his hand, he began sliding his other hand between her thighs, gently parting her lips and caressing the small nub between the swollen folds. He bent his head down, covering her mouth as she gasped, his tongue pressing back into her mouth. Sandy's fingernails bit into William's shoulder as her body rose in his arms her tongue caressing his as it moved in her mouth. His fingers slowly rubbed circles on the nub between her legs and began to dip down across the moist entrance to her body. Touch of Wolf Ch. 01 He broke the kiss and growled softly in his throat the wet heat spreading over his fingers excited him further and caused the swell of his erection to throb and twitch in anticipation. His body longed to be inside hers and the desire to bury his engorged member inside Sandy for the first time was driving him mad. Her soft nubile body shifted easily in his arms as he laid her down into the pile of blankets, she looked up at him through her lowered lashes focusing on his silhouette in the darkness. His hands gently parted her legs as he slid his body atop of hers, positioning himself between her legs. He pushed the head of his cock between her moist pussy lips, pausing his motion between them and slowly rubbing against her clit and wet hole. She whimpered softly and arched her back, her hips rising toward his body. "No," William hissed between his teeth. "I don't want to hurt you, slowly, not so fast." Sandy groaned, her body sinking back into the covers as she stilled herself. He cautiously repositioned himself atop of her body and again caressed between her moist folds with the head of his hard penis. He took one of her nipples into his mouth and rolled it around between his teeth and tongue, flicking the hard nub to excite her. Whimpering she arched slightly again, her body over run with feeling and pleasure searching for a fulfillment for the deep ache inside her. His breath rasped as he lifted his head from her breast, unable to keep his excitement at bay any longer. He gripped her hips and pulled her body closer to his own, careful to be gentle with her small frame. He slowly eased the head of his cock into her tight, wet hole. William growled deeply, the tightness of her body drawing him deeper inside of her until he felt the head of his cock bump against the thin barrier of her innocence. A loud feral sound escaped his mouth and he thrust himself deep inside of her body, tearing through the thin membrane to let himself deep within her tight confines. She cried out loudly in pain and writhed beneath him, pinned to the floor by his weight and filled to the hilt with his hardness. He quieted her as her body adjusted to his size, stilling her movements and stroking her hair to comfort her through the temporary pain. Her eyes were filled with tears and a wild look of fear that slowly began to fade from her eyes with his quiet reassurances. She stilled as the pain faded, replaced by a throbbing ache that made his stillness like a slow torture. She made a soft sound of need which he picked up on and with great gentleness pulled himself back and nearly out of her body. Sandy panicked thinking he meant to pull out of her completely and thrust her hips up into him. He hissed between his teeth and growled yet again, sliding his arms around behind the arch of her back, moving her against him, rocking his hips to push himself in and out of her body. She was so small, and so very tight around him, he wrapped his arms around her and shifted, pulling her into his lap as he sat up, the movement sinking her again to the hilt of his cock. She wrapped her arms around his neck and rocked herself back and forth in his lap, the deep ache in the pit of her belly building slowly as she felt him moving inside her. His hands stroked her sides and belly, cupping and molding her breasts as he aided her movement on the length of his cock. William repositioned her legs, helping her to wrap them around his waist and behind him, pulling her body tighter against his own. He gripped her hips in his hands and began to bounce her up and down on his length, he could feel himself swell inside her, his excitement building towards a breaking point as he thrust himself up into her tight body. Sandy cried out at the new rhythm and bit down on his shoulder as a snaking coil of tension solidified in her abdomen, quivering like a bow string ready to snap. He snarled and rammed himself deep into her the bite to his shoulder releasing the beast inside of him, his pace becoming frantic and needy. Her composure broke and she cried out her head falling back and her body going rigid as the coil in her belly snapped and the shuddering convulsions of her orgasm began releasing a warm wash onto his length. William literally howled as he felt the wash of her orgasm, his cock exploded inside of her, the tight convulsing walls of her hole breaking his control and releasing a flood of his seed into her body. William gasped and fell back into the pile of covers, Sandy's limp form collapsing atop his chest, their bodies still joined at the hips. His breath was raspy as he panted, holding her against him, her own chest was heaving and sweat put a sheen on both their bodies. Long moments of silence passed in the small room, the sound of their breathing was the only thing to be heard. Sandy was the first to break the silence, a soft sigh escaping her lips mingled with a moan. "Are you ok?" William's voice was hesitant. "Of course I am." Sandy smiled and looked up at his face. "I thought you'd never had a mate before?" "I haven't." He said, lightly stroking her hair. "Why?" "How did you know so well what to do then? How did you make me feel like that?" Sandy inquired. "Well," he chuckled a bit. "I told you wolves see and feel things differently. We also have instinct and between that and my senses, I just felt like I knew what to do." Sandy kissed him softly before she spoke. "What happens now?" "Its up to you, and me." His voice sounded slightly frightened. "I have mated now, and I am bound to my mate, bound to you. But I am not human all the time, and I do not know what you wish to happen from here. If you'd like me to remain I will, but if not I can still disappear tomorrow. I will forever be mated to you, till I or you should die, I will have no other mate whether I stay or leave." Sandy was quiet for a few moments then hesitantly she spoke, "I want you to stay. I... I don't want to own you like a dog, I want you to stay cause you want to." "I want to stay." "We'll see where we go from here." She smiled and kissed him again. Touch of Wolf Ch. 02 Sandy leaned back against the trunk of the tree and breathed in a deep lung full of the fragrant air. The perfume of fir trees and wildflowers drifted through her senses mingled with the tang of living things and the musk of moist earth. She curled her toes in the soft dirt beneath her and opened her eyes to stare up into the thick growth of trees that ran all the way to the sides of the mountains until they vanished just before the snowy peaks. Lazy drifts of clouds twined through the high clefts of the mountain tops and skirted the few pines and firs growing close to the summit. Looking up it was easy to believe she was alone and that this wilderness was all that surrounded her, it was easy to believe until she cast her glance over her shoulder. Below her the town bustled, on the outskirts of Boulder the small town was set into the beauty of the mountains just as most towns were around here. There wasn't anything wrong with the town or with civilization itself but lately Sandy felt further and further from them, longing only to remain in her rented cabin and hide from the world. College at the University of Colorado at Boulder was proving stimulating and informative but it was hard to concentrate being on the edge of the Roosevelt National Forest and feeling that the very air breathed around her. Her parents had rented her the small cabin here on the hillside as a reward for her scholarship to the University, in truth Sandy believed they just wanted her gone so they could brag about her in their social circles. In the end it had all worked out well, she lived off campus in the quaint two bedroom cabin and commuted to school in the Honda CR-V she had purchased with money she'd saved from after school jobs and many a birthday check put into savings. The four wheel drive SUV was a necessity here in winter. Sandy laid her cheek against her knees and watched a hawk skim the field nearby trying to flush an unlucky rabbit or mouse from its hiding place. The weather was still mild during the day and only the nights foreboding chill reminded residents that winter was not far off. Sandy was fairly oblivious to the subtle bite of cold in the air, she sat against the tree in nothing but her cutoff shorts and a tight tube top as though she were at the beach instead of the mountains. Classes had been boring today and Sandy had spent most of her time doodling in her notebook as opposed to listening to the lecture on a topic she already knew inside and out. Her grades were never a problem so most of her professors overlooked her obvious lack of attention in class they all knew she was one of the most intelligent students at the school. Sandy was not only intelligent she had grown quite beautiful over the last four years. Her form had always been slender and now in her twenty second year it had gained the womanly curves that turned heads wherever she went. Her small breasts had swelled moderately into full c-cups and were quite firm and perky. She exercised constantly, running, hiking, climbing and anything else she could find to get her blood pumping. Her lithe body was tanned deep bronze and well muscled for her efforts. Her brown hair was layered with golden highlights that had been enhanced by her time spent in the sun and her hazel eyes were flecked with green. All of these traits made her eye catching and desirable. She did not lack for attention at school, attention from both classmates and her professors as well, but their attentions went either unrewarded or unnoticed by Sandy. Sandy curled her toes in the dirt again before standing up and heading inside to consider her dinner options. She was far from a health food guru, in fact most of the time she bordered on downright piggish in her eating habits. It was hard to convince her that the food groups were not, potato chips, cheese fries, steak, and popcorn. Were it not for her fanatic outdoors activities she fully believed she would plump up to the size of the Goodyear blimp. Sandy paused and eyeballed the calendar before she went to the freezer and removed two large steaks. Darkness was setting fast outside and a chill wind was descending from the mountains when she tossed the meat onto the grill. She stood there staring into the flames as she watched the meat cook, waiting for it to caramelize and need to be flipped. The light from the fire was the only light left when his arms encircled her waist from behind and even though she knew he would come, she jumped despite herself. "William!" she shrieked. "You jerk you nearly made me pee myself! How many times have I asked you to quit doing that whole sneaking around thing!" "But if I quit sneaking around I wouldn't be me." He grinned down at her before eyeing the grill. "Besides you knew I was coming!" "Maybe I was going to eat them both." Sandy smirked as she pulled the steaks off the fire and shut off the gas. William was dressed in the loose fitting t-shirt and stone washed jeans they kept hidden in a hollow tree just inside the woods so that reports of a naked man prowling around the cabin wouldn't circulate through the town. "What and deny me the pleasure of your culinary expertise?" "Oh shove it." Sandy strode into the cabin to put the food on the table. William chuckled and followed her into the house. He set the table as she brought out a salad, rolls, and baked potatoes to go with the steaks. Sandy poured herself a glass of Diet Pepsi and poured a glass of iced tea for William before she sat down in front of her plate. "So how is school?" William inquired. "About the same as always," Sandy cut her steak and dressed her potato. "I'm ahead of the class in the book and the lectures rarely bring any information I haven't researched on my own. The conclusions of the professors and other students always seem to take a decided slant toward a specific political train of thought though they all deny it vehemently when called on it. It's difficult to find an un-biased opinion anywhere these days though." William chuckled. Politics never interested him despite reminding him very much of the power plays within packs of wolves and dogs, in the end it was always just a fight over the bitch or the beef. In humans cases it was nearly the same except it was a fight over the woman or the money, same difference as far as William could tell. He glanced across the table at Sandy as she spoke about her school and what she was learning, his attention was not on her words or the food he was mechanically eating but instead was totally on her. It had been nearly a month since he'd last been able to sit at the table with her and he could not deny he was hungry for something much more than food. Sandy was rattling on about mathematics and biology as William sat there and explored her with his senses. His eyes roved over the flat belly and firm swell of her breasts, delighting every time she moved and offered a new perspective of them to him. He could smell her fresh clean scent from across the table but he could also smell much more then just that. He caught the scent of her arousal, always present when he was nearby, as well as the smell of her sweat, light and earthy over her skin. He knew she'd been sitting by the pine tree today from the heavy scent of it in her hair and the few scattered needles clinging to stray locks. It was sheer wonderful torture to sit so close to her and yet be separated from her by the table. After dinner William helped Sandy clear the dishes and wash them as well as to put away the leftovers. "How was the park?" Sandy smiled at him. "Wonderful," William grinned at her. "The deer are thick this season; I have a feeling that the park rangers may have to do some population control this year. Most of the bears are seeking our winter dens, squirrels are hiding their bounty of nuts, and the whole park is winding down for the year and getting ready for the onslaught of winter." "You didn't help yourself to any picnic lunches this time did you?" "I'm shocked." William feigned affront. "Just because I happened upon an unguarded lunch and got caught red snouted does not mean I make it a habit of absconding every day with some camper's lunch." Sandy chuckled. "True but the last thing we need is another story about starving wolves being so brazen as to wander into a camp site and help themselves to visitor's lunches. You're lucky they didn't insist on hunting down the 'dangerous animal'". William blanched. "Well you do have a point there. I didn't mean to cause any great distress for anyone, but the left over roast was most agreeable." "Any wolves?" Sandy waited tentatively. "No." William's voice was flat. "Even though they are making a come back there are no wolves in Colorado so far as I have seen and I doubt my presence is much appreciated at that." "I'm sorry William." Sandy stepped into his arms and hugged him. William grinned and scooped her up off her feet. "No need, I don't expect to see any or be welcomed by them if I did. I have you to welcome me so what more do I need!" He spun her around in a circle until she giggled and begged him to stop. She smiled at him as he set her back on her feet in the living room giving her ass a fond pat as he did. Her arms stayed linked around his neck and her body molded up against his even after she had regained her feet. She stood on her toes and was still looking up at him dwarfed by his sheer size and stature. His eyes were dark and passionate as he again lifted her off her feet and lowered his mouth to hers, coaxing her lips apart to explore her mouth with his tongue. The weeks they spent separated lent a fevered need to their embrace, a need to reclaim each other without modesty or hesitation. William gripped Sandy's ass as she wrapped her legs around his waist, he strode up the stairs and into the bedroom dropping her onto the bed joining her there moments later. She was insatiable and needy in bed, truly a wild animal when it came to sex; he heard the fabric of his shirt tear as she pulled it from him, her lips seeking the base of his throat and the small nubs of his nipples. He ached even before she bit and licked his chest and neck, having her only a few times a month was a torture beyond all others, his hands pulled the tube top off the swell of her breasts and over her head. He yanked her jeans down off her hips to her ankles so she could kick them into the corner of the room as she unbuttoned his fly and pulled his jeans down. She kissed away a pearly drop of fluid from the end of his head as she lowered his jeans, delighting in his sharp intake of breath as she did. The scent of her arousal was an intoxicating perfume driving him to madness just as surely as her hands caressing the length of him did. He throbbed in her hands and moaned deeply, filled with the aching need to claim her and mark her as his own. William grabbed Sandy's hips and flipped her over on the bed, placing her on her hands and knees before him. He wrapped his hand in her long hair and pulled her head back forcing her back to arch and her breasts to push forward as her ass lifted into the air. With his free hand he reached between her thighs and began to stroke the soft petals of her sex, running his fingers between her folds to occasionally brush against the hard nub of her clit. Sandy was panting between her moist lips, her eyes were closed as she surrendered to his dominant stance behind her, his hand in her hair holding her still on her knees. William rubbed his fingers together feeling the slippery wet dew that covered them as her removed his hand from between her thighs and took a firm grip on her hip, his fingers biting into her skin as he twisted his other hand in her long hair to take a tighter hold. Sandy gasped as he thrust the length of his hard shaft into her body, pulling her back by her hair as he impaled her to the hilt with a single smooth motion. William's throaty moan rang loud in her ears as Sandy squirmed desperately trying to get him to move inside her, the thundering of her blood rushing through her veins and her breath exploding from her chest nearly drowning out everything but the hot pounding need radiating from between her legs. He released her hair and ran his calloused palm over one of her breasts, the rough skin raking over his taunt nipple cause her to shiver and thrust backward against him. William pulled himself from inside her and flipped her over onto her back, he pulled her close and spread open her thighs, imprisoning her legs against the bed as he thrust himself back into her body. He stood over her, keeping her ass on the end of the bed and used his leverage to thrust forcefully in and out of her while he leaned over to lick and suck on her taunt nipples. Sandy gripped his shoulders with her nails and lifted her hips into each of his thrusts with equal fervor; she squeezed her muscles around his hard shaft and whimpered softly in her throat. Williams' hands caressed her flat stomach and ran down her thighs, he spread open the lips of her sex and rubbed the hard nub of her clit while he thrust himself in and out of her hot wet sex. He could feel the tremors of excitement course through her body as he rubbed and tweaked her clit, heard her gasps and soft pleas as he used his weight to impale and pin her to the bed, her sweat slicked thighs forced wide open as he plunged into her again and again. William knew he was going to orgasm, he could feel it rising in him as he moved inside her tight wetness. He pulled himself out of her and grasped her hands placing them around his engorged shaft as he leaned back standing between her legs. Sandy took hold of his hard member and stroked and massaged it, she leaned up and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and kissed and sucked it while her strong hands moved up and down the length of him. William let out a guttural nearly wolf like sound and began to cum, the slippery white cream spurting over Sandy's lips and down her neck and over her perky breasts. She continued to stroke him until he finished spilling his seed over her body, her eyes focused on his face and the pleasure in it. He smiled down at her cum spattered body before he knelt to his knees between her legs. Sandy sucked in her breath as he spread open the wet lips of her sex and stroked her clit with his tongue, pausing to flick it lightly. She gasped and her body went rigid arching up against his face as he continued slowly lick and suck the hard nub between her legs. William tasted her, sliding his tongue in between the folds of her slippery sex and along the path his cock had traveled moments ago. He lingered with his tongue a moment then brought it back out and over her clit, sliding his finger into the warm wet hole between her legs while he lavished attention on her sensitive flesh. His hands roved along her body, sliding over her sides to cup her breasts and gently pluck her hardened nipples listening to her whimpers and cries of passion. Sandy felt her body shaking, her hips lifting into William as her muscles began shaking and she cried out in earnest on the edge of her own release. William's snarl was absolutely feral when he heard her cry; he stroked her faster with his fingers and gently nipped at her clit pushing Sandy over her edge. She shook like a leaf in a summer storm, her body rocking against his fingers and mouth, the hot flow of her own release covering William's tongue and face. Panting she fell back on the bed still shaking as he slid up along side of her body. Sandy rolled over and laid her head against William's shoulder her body curling against his as he moved alongside to cradle her. His hands slowly stroked her back as he held her, the heavy scent of sex mingling with that of pine, clean linens, and sweat. Sandy's soft exhalation and little purr told him she was drifting off a bit. William stood up and picked her up, carrying her into the bathroom where he turned on the shower. She smiled and held onto him her sleepy satisfaction unbroken by the reality of her rumpled state. He smiled down at her noting the drying cum on her skin and in her hair and the way she didn't mind it in the least. He lifted her up and placed her in the shower and stepped in behind her feeling the warm spray of water as it cascaded over them both. He stroked her body as he soaped her wash cloth and began to slowly move it over her skin, using it to rub down and over her shoulders and across her breasts and neck. His hands moved slowly over her body washing away the sweat and cum from her skin and hair, he kissed her neck as he cleaned her skin, keeping her body pressed against his own. Sandy turned to face him and in her eyes her renewed desire was evident even before she stepped closer to him. She tilted her head and wrapped her hands around his neck; her body was smooth and pliant against him as she kissed him. Her mouth opened and her and was gently coaxing against his own until all thoughts of bathing left William's mind and he dropped the washcloth to hold her against him. William lifted her off her feet and braced her against the wall of the shower, his hands gently roving down her body and over her breasts and tight belly. Her legs were wrapped around his waist and she was gently kissing his neck and shoulders the sense of urgency all but gone this time. The warm water spilled down over them, running down her neck and breasts and over her belly to between her legs adding its own sensual effect. She couldn't think straight or decide where William's caress ended and the waters began, it was intoxicating. He was kissing her neck and her breasts feeling the water pour down her body and over his own back as he lavished her body with attention. Her eyes were closed and her head titled back as she softly breathed his name, a siren's call from her lips that made him feel weak in his knees. He slid her down onto his re-hardened cock, burying it slowly to the hilt inside her body. He was slow and gentle with her this time, every soft exhalation and moan giving him pleasure as he watched her face alive with pleasure. She kissed him and clung to him her hips moving with his long slow thrusts building back up the tension and the pleasure as he lead her back to the brink and over it. Her orgasm was just as intense as it had been the first time that night and minutes later he joined her this time spilling himself into her body claiming her again in the most primal sense. William carried her out of the shower, drying her off with a towel before he took her back to the bed and laid her down. He laid down beside her watch her drift off into sleep knowing in the morning he would look at her again from behind amber eyes. He touched her cheek slowly and smiled as she made a quiet sound and turned into him, even in sleep desiring to be as close as possible to him. The mornings were always the hardest, awakening to see her through lupine eyes again, unable to touch her and slowly wake her from her exhausted slumber, unable to do the simple things other couples enjoyed, unable even to make her breakfast. He loved the time they had together but they were still separated by what he was and what he could never fully be no matter how hard he tried. He stroked her hair before he joined her in sleep, sleep punctured by the dreams of what he was and the nightmares of what might happen. William was in pain. Sandy awoke suddenly knowing she had heard his cries. The sun was streaming in through the blinds and birds calling outside, morning had come and gone. Next to her the wolf that was William whimpered and twitched in his sleep, sounds of great distress coming from him. Sandy rolled over to face him taking in for a moment the anguished look on his lupine face, muzzle contorted in a silent snarl. "William" she softly spoke to him. "Wake up; you're having a bad dream. William wake up." She pleaded softly to no avail. "William, please." Touch of Wolf Ch. 02 Sandy reached out and gently touched the soft fur of his ruff and regretted it instantly. William came awake and snapped savagely still caught between the world of dreams and reality. The excruciating pain of flesh tearing and bone cracking caught Sandy unprepared and she screamed in pain snapping William fully from his dreams. William's eyes went huge and he released her arm instantly staring at the torn flesh and the blood pouring from Sandy's arm. Worse yet the pain and suffering in Sandy's eyes undid him, he tucked his tail between his legs with a whimper and bolted, tearing down the stairs and out the backdoor, flying into the woods with a single mournful howl. Sandy crawled from the bed; her eyes filled with tears of pain as she stumbled into the bathroom and wrapped her arm in a towel. She dressed quickly and made her way downstairs, stumbling into her Honda CRV and heading down and into town. In the emergency room as the doctors set her limb and bound it tightly in a soft cast, covering the multitude of stitches in her flesh Sandy attributed her accident to a rabid looking pit bull and gave a brief description of the none-existent dog to the police and animal control. She was released after being given the first course of rabies shots and told to return for a check up in several days. The drive home was slower than she would have liked and tears laced her eyes as she feared what she may find when she returned to the cabin. Once inside she frantically searched for William but he was gone, she called him for hours to no avail. William was gone; he'd vanished into the woods blaming himself for this accident no doubt and hating himself for hurting her. Sandy stared out into the forest and wondered if he would ever return. Touch of Wolf Ch. 03 The silvery light of another full moon splashed across length of Sandy's naked back and the swell of her rounded buttocks. She stared out the window sightlessly at the full moon where it sat in the dark sky, taunting her with its silent perfection and indifference. Her eyes were dry, she had cried out all of her tears several full moons ago. She had dropped all of her classes at the university and had not answered her phone or responded to her mail in months. She waited each full moon for William to return but he never came back to the cabin. Two more nights of the full moon remained though she hardly knew why she bothered waiting, she knew he wasn't going to come back. Sandy sighed and wrapped her arms around her pillow burying her face deep into the soft cool fabric of the pillow. He wasn't coming back. Somewhere deep inside her she knew the truth but her stubborn heart would not accept it. She flexed the tendons in her arm, feeling the skin pucker and the muscles tighten around the scar that had been left there. He was not going to get off that easily, Sandy vowed silently, if he wouldn't return then she would just have to find him. William sighed and hunkered down against the wall of the cave, pulling the thin flannel blanket he'd stolen tighter around himself. As a wolf the snow and ice didn't bother him in the least, but as a man the cold bit right through him and left him blue with cold. He stared up again at the unforgiving moon set as in the inky black sky cursing it silently for the torment it brought to his life. The wind whipped through the tops of the fur trees outside of the cave filling the air with the rustling of their bows. His thoughts turned to Sandy as they always did every waking moment and most often in his sleep as well. He couldn't find a way to forgive himself for the pain he'd caused her and the look in her eyes as she cradled her bleeding arm. He closed his eyes and could still see her face and the damage his fangs had rendered to her skin. He couldn't bring himself to go back, so he just kept going, further and further from Colorado and the woman he loved. Alexander Collins sat quietly in the booth at the local diner. The service was slow as usual, and the coffee was stale but it was the only place in town to get a meal at this time of night. He was stirring in his fourth sugar when the bell above the door tinkled as someone entered the diner. Alex let his gaze sweep over the young woman who had entered the diner; petite with golden brown hair and well tanned skin. She was quite arresting in her beauty and was in possession of a body most women would kill for with the most desirable breasts Alex had ever seen. She paused inside the door of the diner and surveyed the room, her eyes raking over each person in the room before they settled…. on him. Alex blinked thinking he must have been mistaken in thinking she was looking at him but she was still looking right at him and beginning to walk down the row of booths straight toward him. "May I sit?" She indicated the bench across from him in the booth. "Please do." He returned her smile. She slung her book-bag into the bench and slid in, her tight jeans molded to her form as she slid in and her breasts bounced slightly in her t-shirt as she settled in her seat. The waitress wandered down the length of the restaurant to the booth. "Can I get you something honey?" She smiled at her and cast a glance at Alex. "Diet Coke or Pepsi if you have it." She smiled back at the waitress. The waitress smiled and walked off to get the soda, returning shortly to place her drink on the table and hustle off to help the truckers at the other end of the restaurant. "So to what do I owe this pleasure?" Alex queried finally. "I understand," she smiled at him. "That you are the local wolf expert in this area of the Rockies." "Ahh," Alex smiled finally, always the wolves. "Yes, at the moment I'm currently researching and studying the wolf pack of this area and occasionally I drive further north to do some co-operative work with some of my fellow researchers. Do you study wolves, Ms…?" "Sandy White." She took a sip of her soda and look at him again. "I don't exactly study wolves per say, I have however been researching nomadic single wolves. Wolves without a pack." "The bachelors and the fallen." Alex pursed his lips for a moment. "They're fairly rare as far as wolves go, I'm sure your aware of that. Most solitary wolves are either old, sick, or ousted from their packs and don't live long alone. If they can't form their own packs they often die or become livestock killers and are put down." Sandy nodded. "I've read quite a bit about that, but I've been trying to track and document solitary wolves to see how long they can live on their own and how long they live before they form their own packs." "An interesting idea, how can I be of assistance?" "I wanted to know if you'd seen any solitary wolves lately. Any new wolves to the area that haven't made any attempt to join any packs or form their own. Particularly a large male with gray/brown fur and yellow eyes, about 215 pounds." "That's huge, even for a wolf, most wolves never reach that size." Alex paused. "You seem to know this wolf though so I'm assuming you've seen this animal?" "Yes, I've been tracking him for awhile. He's been moving, heading north from what I can tell, and I'm trying to pick up his trail again before I loose him for good." "Admirable, you must really be devoted to your research to have come so far." "You have no idea." Sandy gazed at him. "Have you seen my wolf?" Alex laughed. "Yes, I believe I may have seen your wolf. There has been a large male skulking around the pack's hunting ground. I've only seen him at an extreme distance and never quite clearly but he appears to be huge and of the right color. He's been hanging out around the outer edges of the pack's territory which runs along the eastern edge of the ridge and up around the lake." Sandy rewarded his information with the biggest brightest smile she could manage. "Thank you!" She reached for her bag and started to slide out of the booth. "Are you going to leave right now, or would you be able to join me for dinner?" Alex grinned at the absolutely joy and eagerness in her face. Sandy hesitated a moment then returned to her seat. "Sure." William caught the scent of the rabbit on the air. Trotting quickly through the thick icy snow he tracked the scent down to the slope of a hill covered in sparse vegetation that had managed to avoid being buried in snow. Crouching low he paused at the edge of the woods and eyed the rabbit munching quickly in the open. He crouched low on the snow and ice and focused on the rabbit, staying downwind and quiet. The rabbit hopped slowly down the slope of the hill closer to the thicker growth of vegetation near the base of the slope, closer to the forest. William paused then sprung leaping across the space separating him from the rabbit. A scream of pain ended quickly as William snapped through the rabbit's fur and broke its neck. He trotted off across the field back into the shadows of the forest. William torn the haunches from the rabbit and downed the meat as quickly as he could, gulping it as quickly as he could tear it from the carcass. He was hunting on the pack's side of the valley and needed to eat and get out as quickly as possible. A deep low growl rumbled from the bushes to his left. William froze instinctively and dropped what was left of the rabbit. A snout pushed from the undergrowth, followed by a deep black head and forelegs. The bitch curled up her lips and raised her hackles growling again. William leapt to his feet and danced backward away from the female wolf. She ignored the half eaten rabbit at her feet and inched closer to William her teeth bared and her fur bristling. Two more wolves pressed in from her sides and added their own deep growls to hers. William backed up further into the field and checked his sides and rear as the three pack wolves moved in on him. William spun on his heal and ran at top speed, his strides were at least twice the length of the other wolves and he easily pulled away from them. William flew across the field as quickly as his legs would carry him, outdistancing the chasing wolves and escaping into the hills. It had been a long time since William had felt death nipping at his heals and it reminded him why he'd stopped trying to live with real wolves several years ago. Yawning, Sandy got up the next evening to meet Alex again at the diner, he'd promised to give her some maps of the wolf pack's territory and mark where he'd sighted the big male wolf. Sandy smiled as she dressed and hoped that this time she had found what she was looking for. It had been 6 months since William had bitten her and she had tracked him across the country and over the border. She hoped that this time she may have actually found the right wolf. It was hard to imagine that William would have come so far and that he'd have turned to the territory of real wolves to hide out, but it was probably a lot safer than trying to pass himself off as a dog. After quick shower and the necessary pleasantries of making herself presentable again, she donned the new pair of hip hugging jeans and a fresh t-shirt she'd bought last night before she'd turned in for the day. Another full moon hung heavy in the sky as she stepped out of her motel room, day two of the three nights of the month that the moon was at its fullest. It was a rare blue moon month, the moon would cycle again one more time this month to its fullest. Her best chances of catching William would be while the moon was full and he was human, unable to disappear into the night as a wolf. She quickly ran her hands through her hair and tossed it back into a pony tail as she stepped out of her hotel room and headed toward the diner. She smiled as she slid into the booth across from Alex. He returned her smile and handed her an envelope. "I've marked all the locations where I've spotted the wolf in the last month." He indicated the first map in the manila envelope. "I've also included a general outline of the packs territory, that's the line marked in yellow. He's stayed on the fringes of the pack's territory and does most of his hunting on the west side of their range in the valley nearby the lake." "Thank you," she looked over the map at him. "This information will help me more than you will ever know. I can't thank you enough." "I'll settle for dinner and a walk." Alex ginned. "As long as you don't have plans for the evening already." "No I don't, dinner and a walk sounds great." Sandy smiled and set the envelope inside her pack. The meal was unremarkable, the diner serving fair best suited to truckers and RV'ers who happened to need a quick hope meal on their way through town. They animatedly discussed wolves over their dinners and compared notes on their fields of study. Alex was quite impressed by her knowledge of wolves and their behaviors and social structures as well as her insight to the wolves private lives and interactions with their mates and pack members. Sandy admired Alex's strength of vision and belief that research and education could change the way wild wolves were viewed by humans and hopefully end the needless slaughter of wolves by ranchers and farmers who blamed every livestock death on them. After they had paid they left the diner and headed down the street back toward what passed for a town. Like many other places along the road the town consisted of a church, a motel, a school, a few small stores and businesses, and the local diner. But it was still one of those places where people could walk down the street in the night and not worry about getting home safely. Alex and Sandy continued to talk as they walked down the street toward her motel. Finally they arrived at her door. "Thank you again for the information, you don't know how much you've helped me." Sandy smiled at him. "You're more than welcome and I hope you find what you're looking for. If you need any more information or equipment I'll be heading back toward by base camp, it's a small cabin on the east side of the lake. I'm usually there unless I've gone into the field to photograph or video." "If I need anything else I'll stop by." She reached into her bag for her key. There was a quiet moment as Sandy smiled at him and prepared to wish him good night. She knew Alex wanted to kiss her and she knew he was interested in her more than just as a colleague and she felt bad for giving him hope there could ever be something between them. "Good night." She smiled and turned toward the door to unlock it. "Good night." He smiled back, though it was not as sincere and turned to leave. Sandy leaned back against the door as it closed and wished things were simpler. She was a woman, her lover had left her, so she should be free to move on with her life. But it didn't work like that and it wasn't that simple, she was connected to William and he to her, they were lovers but more than just that. William mated for life, it was his way, as long as she was alive and he was as well they were bound together by that tie. She loved him and she wouldn't leave him to waste away his life alone. She felt the warmth of her tears as they spilled down her cheeks and onto her chest. Nothing was simple anymore. William was more careful as he stalked prey along the fringes of pack territory now. They knew he was out there and they wanted him gone. He skirted their boundaries carefully, only risking coming into it when he needed to get water from the lake or one of its streams. He trotted carefully through the snow and ice and hid in his cave when the moon was full. Life had taken on a dull, monotonous tone without Sandy. He no longer looked forward to the nights when the moon was full, they held no promise or happiness anymore. He spent those nights curled up in his cave, burrowed under the blankets he had stolen to keep off the chill, waiting for daylight and the return to himself as a wolf. Tonight was the last night of the full moon for this cycle, but this month was special, it was a rare blue moon month and the moon would cycle again to full before the calendar month was out. He sighed, his breath blowing out through his snout in a chuffing noise of canine depression. The sun was slowly setting, throwing the snow into a multi-hued sea of reflected sunlight, glowing orange and pink like the sky above. Night was coming fast and William headed for his cave. Sandy packed the last of her things and checked out of the hotel. The last night of the full moon and she had ground to cover. After turning in her key she walked down the road heading west toward the mountains and the wolf pack's territorial boundaries. Her back pack was slung over one shoulder and lightly packed with food and a few of the most necessary supplies. Her stride was confident and without hesitation as she entered the forest, covering ground as quickly as she could for she had a long way to go. Alex watched her walking into the forest, unaware of anything but her destination and seemingly unafraid of what could happen once she reached it. The woman was strong but this was no way to carry out research, she was liable to be killed by the elements. Underdressed and with a pack that couple barely carry the most basic supplies he wondered how she intended to get to the wolves let alone spend weeks watching and studying them. She was brilliant and she was beautiful but she seemed to have a definite death wish. The full moon came and went without incident. William stood on the ridge overlooking the valley as he pondered where he'd find the best hunting today. He was tired and sore but hungry as he always was after changing and he needed to feed today. Deer would be the best bet, but taking one down on his own would prove difficult. Rabbits were good snacks but it would take several of them to sate his hunger. He turned his head and breathed in the wind scenting it for prey. There was a tantalizing aroma on the air, not deer, and not rabbit, but something much better. Caribou. Not many, five or ten at best, most likely a herd of young or old animals that had been split off from a larger herd. Traveling to meet them most likely. He moved quickly, running down the incline and heading toward the north where the scent was strongest. They were outside of pack territory so he would be safe hunting them. He ran fast and without tiring. They were close, he slowed to a lope and stayed downwind, drinking in the scent of them. He came across them in a clearing feeding off vegetation below the snow, digging down with their hooves to reach it. He slipped around the clearing and laid in the snow downwind of the small herd. Six animals total. Two young does, three older does, and one very old buck. He surveyed the animals slowly, the buck seemed to be the best bet for a kill, he was extremely old and seemed to be lame in one hide leg. He wouldn't be easy to kill but he was the weakest of the lot. William knew that surprise wouldn't be of much use, the easiest way to kill would be to run the buck down, scattering the rest in panic. He raised from the ground and growled loudly, watching as six head snapped up from the ground at lightening speed. Panic ran through the animals light water and then ran, scattering and plunging into the forest in all directions. William leapt behind the old buck and snapped his jaws nipping closely at the animals heels. The buck bawled and cut to the left heading in the opposite direction of the other five caribou. William harried the buck for miles, twisting from one side to the other side of the buck changing his direction and forcing the animal to run himself ragged. The wolf's jaws clamped down on the sides and haunches of the buck as he cut him from side to side. Within ten minutes the buck's sides were slick with blood and he floundered through the deep snow, struggling desperately to keep moving. Finally William dove in and grasped the buck by the throat, hanging suspended by his jaws as the caribou thrashed and expended his last bits of energy trying to remove the wolf from his throat. Slowly the buck slid to his knees and finally fell to his side as he suffocated in the jaws of the wolf. William released the bucks throat panting through his jaws as prepared to eat. Sandy tracked the big male wolf. Tracking the wolf's footprints was slow and difficult. She had to pause to rest and to eat and she lost ground on William each day. She hadn't caught sight of him yet, but she had no doubt that the prints belonged to William and that she would find him. She trudged onward. Alex set up his base camp on the side of a small ridge that overlooked a portion of the meadow and forest on the edge of the lake. He knew that the big male wolf had been staying in this area and that he often slept in one of the caves on the ridge just across the meadow. He hunkered down to wait. If he waited long enough he'd see the wolf, if he waited long enough he'd see Sandy again. Days and weeks blended for William. Hunt, sleep, move. Hunt, sleep, move again. He avoided the local pack by staying on the move but he remained close enough to the cave in the hills he used for nights of the full moon. He had scented other wolves several times in the last few weeks so he moved quickly: never staying anywhere for very long. The pack knew he was stalking there territory and he could expect them to be keeping a higher guard and looking for him as they traveled their boundaries. He had to be careful not to get caught by the pack, he couldn't run from all of them. The night of the blue moon was unseasonably warm, clouds covering the sky and the threat of precipitation on the wind. Alex wrapped his thermal blanket tighter around his shoulders and swept his binoculars over the meadow again. Nothing yet, but full moons usually heralded nighttime hunts for wolves. He spied the wolf as he broke from the woods, trotting quickly across the meadow heading for the caves in the ridge. It was the big male, he was nearly loping to cross the open area quickly. Alex saw the second wolf burst from the forest, running full speed at the big male. The second wolf was much smaller but it appeared fearless as it sped across the clearing. Touch of Wolf Ch. 03 William heard the sound of approach seconds too late. He was thrown to the ground, slammed in the side by the blur of fur that had come from no where. William leapt to his feet and spun to face his attacker. In front of him stood a tawny brown wolf, fur bristling and fangs bared at him. William flipped his ears back and raised the hackles on his back and stretching his tail out straight behind him on the defensive. The tawny wolf growled deeply and circled slightly to his left, ears flat against its skull and tail held erect in a display of aggression. Female. William smelled her as the wind changed direction. Very female and very very angry. He whimpered slightly and took a few steps backward looking left and right searching for other members of the pack. No other wolves came into the clearing, none of them coming to her aid. William whimpered and looked to the sky, when the cloud cover broke the moon would be exposed and he'd be reduced to a human standing guard before an angry wolf. William backed up further trying to break away from the confrontation. The female wolf lunged grasping the fur on the back of his neck, pulling him to his side. He lunged forward and flipped over, knocking her from his back and spun again to face her. He could feel the trickle of blood running between his shoulders and a growl come up his throat, deep and violent. They stood facing each other, hackles raised and fangs bared. Alex could hardly believe his eyes. The female wolf was trying to take down the big male on her own. He'd never seen a wolf fight like this before. There was no logic to it, why would a female wolf attack an lone male? And where on earth had this wolf come from? She wasn't a pack wolf and Alex hadn't seen her before tonight. He watched, making sure that his video camera was still running on the scene below. The clouds began to thin overhead, a breeze blowing them away from the moon. William panicked and attempted to bolt. The female wolf cut him off and stood in front of him. She paused and lunged again, knocking him from his feet. The clouds uncovered the silvery sphere in the sky, the moon shone full and bright in the sky. William felt the twinge beneath his skin as his lupine form twisted and wrenched. He lost himself in his pain, the change rippling through his body. He felt the female wolf's nails on his skin then they were gone. Oh my god. Alex stared, looking again and again and still not believing the truth laying in the snow before him. Werewolf? How could that be, they weren't real. This was insane. William laid there, his eyes closed as he waited to see what the wolf would do. Slowly he opened his eyes. There was no wolf… Sandy laid across his lap, naked and shaking as her skin finished twisting and resuming human form. No. This was a bad dream. He must be dead. Sandy was in Colorado. She was in school, getting on with her life. She raised her head and her hazel eyes pinned him to the ground. "You bastard." She leapt onto him, pinning him to the ground. "You left me! You fucking bastard!" "Sandy I couldn't…." He whispered. She stopped his protests as she kissed him, hard and long. She thrust her tongue into his mouth as her arms wrapping around his neck. He groaned as he pulled her to him, burying his fingers in her hair as he sucked lightly on her tongue. She moved against his body, the hair on his chest scratching her breasts, enticing the nipples to harden against it. He ran his hands down her back, tracing the curve of her beautiful spine as he inched down to her ass. He cupped her cheeks in his hands and massaged them, her thighs parted and slid around his hips, her knees sinking into the icy snow. All she felt was heat and need, she broke off her kiss to suckle and bite his neck and drag her nails down his chest. He sat up, holding her against him as he bent his head to take one of her hardened nipples into his mouth. She moaned and ran her hands down his back, running through the slick heat of his bleeding shoulders and then icy cold of the melted snow and ice. William flipped her onto her back in the snow, a feral growl sounded in his throat as he thrust himself deep into her body. She gasped and bucked underneath him, arching her spine as she wrapped her legs around him. William groaned and began to move inside her, flexing and thrusting hard and fast inside the confines of her tight body. Sandy grasped his ass and thrust herself against him, she bit his shoulder and dug her nails deeply into his back. He kissed her hard and thrust his tongue into her mouth pushing her down into the snow as he sunk himself in as far as he could go. He stilled inside her, his breath coming in ragged pants as he looked into her eyes. Her eyes appeared to glow in the silvery brilliance of the full moon reflecting within them the animal they both had inside. She thrust her hips up against, rapidly undulating her hips to the frantic tattoo of her heartbeat. Sandy could hear the blood rushing through her veins and feel the tightening spiral of heat and desire knotting in her belly, she closed her eyes and lost herself to the frantic pace of their mating. Her body snapped moments later, a primal cry tore from her throat and echoed into the night as she convulsed beneath him taken by her orgasm. William nearly roared his lust to the moon as he lost himself inside her, spilling his seed into her womb as he grasped her hips to hold her against him. They both collapsed into the snow and laid there panting in the moonlight. Alex felt like a peeping Tom, try as he might he had been unable to pull his gaze from the two werewolves having sex in the field below. It felt like the stage of some low budget pornographic film and he was the director. He had been riveted by the sight of Sandy's naked body, unable to look away even as he watched her screwing another man - wolf - whatever. It was the single most erotic and disturbing event he'd seen in his life and it left his brain awhirl. He sunk low on the ridge and continued to watch them below. William groaned like a drunk waking up the next morning and pulled himself off of Sandy's body. He looked down at her for a minute then scooped her up into his arms and carried her to the cave set in the hill. He used his one stolen blanket to wipe the melted snow off her body and wrap it around her as he rubbed her skin to restore circulation lost to the cold. "Why did you come here?" He growled at her. "Because you left me." "Of course I did! What the hell else was I supposed to do, I fucking bit you, you can't trust me around you. Next time it might be your neck!" "Its-Called-A-Fucking-Accident-You-Jackass!" Sandy punctuated each word with a sharp poke to his chest. William grabbed the offending finger and looked at her. "Yes and look what its done to you." "What?" Sandy snatched her finger back and glared at him. "What has it done to me? Left a little scar? So what. Cost me a little blood? Big deal. Turned me into a half- wolf half-human? Fine, that means I can stay with you full time now. No more pretending you're my damn dog. No more of you being alone and having no others of your kind. I'm your kind now and now I can stay with you full time." William looked at her as though questioning her sanity for a moment. "And you'll be happy? Living as a wolf 95% of your life? Not being able to go home for the holidays or special occasions unless they happen to fall on the night of a full moon?" "William, you of all people should know that I am hardly worried about missing my parents, or them missing me for that matter." He sighed. "And you're sure you'll be happy?" "I've got you, that makes me happy." Sandy wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him softly. He slid his arms around her waist as he returned the kiss. Her body molded against his and she let the wet blanket fall into a pile at her feet as she leaned into his chest. His cock rested against her belly hardened again and twitching slightly against her skin. She ran her fingers down his chest and slowly curled them around his shaft as she watched his face. Her thumbs brushed over his head spreading a small pearly drop that had formed at the hole. She rubbed her thumbs around the head of his cock slowly, barely softly touching him gradually sweeping lower with each circle. She stroked the tendon beneath the head, the sensitive flesh there causing him to jerk and twitch in her cupped hands as she teased the sensitive skin under the head and around the tendon. William moaned as she played with him, watching her as she studied his reactions and feeling the build up of pressure and desire within him. She cupped her hands around him and stroked his testicals with her fingertips as she gently rubbed the heels of her hands against the head of his cock. She nuzzled his neck and lightly nipped his skin, progressing down to his chest as she ran her hands around his hips and up his sides. Sandy wrapped her arms around William and kissed him again, flicking her tongue over his lips and into his mouth. She molded against his body her breasts crushing against his hard chest. William gently scooped up her body and laid her down on the flannel blanket on the cave floor. He kissed her neck and nibbled her earlobe as he rubbed her breasts and lightly rolled her nipples between his fingers. Sandy moaned and arched her back her legs spread and wrapped around his slim hips, she ran her feet down the backs of his legs. He lowered his head and took her nipple into his mouth, lightly sucking until she thrashed underneath him and bucked against him. Sandy whimpered and dug her nails into his back, she struggled beneath him as her desire rose and her muscles began to clench in expectation. William kissed her hard then withdrew from above her. He took his hands and rolled her onto her stomach smiling at her as he shooshed the questions in her eyes. He ran her hands down the length of her spin and slowly rubbed the muscles along the length of it. He rolled the heals of his hands outward from her spine feeling the muscles release their tension and relax. He ran his hands over the swell of her ass and began to massage them dipping her fingers between her thighs along the swell of her moist sex. He inhaled deeply taking in the scent of her arousal as he leaned over her body and bit her shoulders. His body pinned her against the floor of the cave and he trapped her between his arms and legs. Sandy arched her back pushing her ass into his hips, rubbing against the hard length of his cock. William shuddered and groaned, he nipped the back of her neck below her hairline. He sat up and lifted Sandy to her knees, he spread her thighs and reached between her legs to stroke the nub of her clit and spread the moisture over her lips. William held her hips as he slid deep inside her from behind, his grip tightening on her slim waist as he sunk in deep between her legs. Sandy let out a moan of pent up desire as a tremble ran through her and her muscles tightened down around him. He moved slowly, stroking in slowly, making her feel every inch of his shaft. He flexed inside her and angled his thrusts, pushing down and deep inside of her. Sandy whimpered, her muscles rolled around his shaft and her hips jerked in his grasp pushing back against him. William groaned as his control broke and he began to thrust into her hard and fast, wildly thrashing against her, he bent his head and began to bite at her back and shoulders listening to the gasps and whimpers of excitement. He threw his head back and cried out, wildly thrusting against her feeling the wolf within him rise to the surface. Sunlight broke through the mouth of the cave. The transformation was quick and painless, a ripple of muscling and a flash of fur. The final sensation pushed William over the edge as well as Sandy, he spilled himself into her body. He howled to the sky, proclaiming himself and claiming her in that instant. The gray wolf slid off the tawny wolf's back and brushed along her side, nipping at her shoulder playfully. The female wolf grinned, tongue lolling out of her mouth her panted breath mingling with the gray wolf's pants. The wolves stepped out of the cave and raced across the snow covered meadow. Alex sat on the ridge considering the tape in his hands. The wolves had left the cave at dawn and raced off into the woods never turning back. They were bonded and would remain so until the death of one of them. He examined the tape again. The deep ominous growl pulled Alex from his consideration of the tape in his hands. He raised his eyes straight into the deep yellow gaze of the huge male gray wolf. The wolf's lips pulled back and he showed his teeth in a feral snarl keeping his eyes locked on Alex's. Alex lowered his eyes away from the wolf's eyes remaining subservient. The tawny wolf that was Sandy walked up alongside the gray butting him lightly against the shoulder before she looked at Alex. Her tongue lolled out in a purely canine grin and she whimpered softly at the gray wolf. The gray looked over at the tawny and butted his head against her shoulder then turned and walked away a few feet. The tawny looked at Alex's hands and lightly grasped the tape in her teeth. She watched Alex until he let go then she pulled the tape from the cassette and shredded it in her fangs and claws. After the tape was destroyed she looked at Alex for a moment, grinned again, then trotted off to join her mate as they disappeared into the forest again. Two weeks later Alex signed the final paperwork on the purchase of the acreage along the ridge and valley surrounding the lake. The land was set aside as a wildlife preserve that would remain pristine and untouched by encroaching development. Alex smiled as he looked over the paperwork.