I had been so wary that Wren may push me away. I knew she had been almost scared to be alone with me, but the girl seemed to be as desperate to touch me as I was her now we were finally alone, and that thought only turned me on all the more. My wolf was pacing heavily within my mind, desperate for contact with her wolf. This was meant to be, and I knew, as I had done for some time that I should never have fought it. This she-wolf before me was the one meant to complete me. My other half...
We stepped inside my room, and Wren looked at me with a sense of uncertainty. I knew she was a little anxious. We had been close before, but this was taking things further. So much further. A confirmation, I supposed it would be seen as, for the two of us that we wanted to be together. I stepped closer toward my mate, gently brushing her hair away from her face, and her lips met mine before I had a chance to bring my own to her.
