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RAND

I seriously couldn’t getnuts this moon cycle The last couple days, it felt like the monthly pack run would never arrive

As we raced to strip off our clothes in thethes

“Easy there, cha easy for hie to mate since he found his female last summer

Not that the sharp intensity I felt to run was about the urge to mate I didn’t even crave the usual full moon joy-fuck with any of the unmated females What I needed was to run, run hard PushI didn’t even know

I kicked off rowl

“Moon got under your skin?” he asked The rodeo chaood

“I guess,” Ia hand over the back of my neck

Karen, the she-ho’d been trying to hook up with me for the last couple lances I had zero interest in pursuing sex with her tonight Or ever My wolf snarled at the thought of touching her, and it wasn’t because she’d already tried to hook up with every other unmated male in the pack It was nor the full moon, usually without any weird expectations, but Karen was clingy And right now, I couldn’t wait to shake her

That was the fucking confusing part Usually the aggression with the full moon—the need to run and hunt—was equal to the need to fuck And while the randiness was there—hell, ed outside—none of the usual choices sparked any interest from me

No, this pri had crawled underin huround hard beneath my bare feet

“Race you to the other side,”my bare ass as he dashed by The fucker

His mate, Becky, was human, so she didn’t shift; however, she was always amused by his antics on a run And well satisfied when he returned I’d puttheir second pup anytiot it on