Chapter Twenty-Five: What? How? When?

Vixi's moans of pleasure were now howls of sorrow as she felt the fur slowly growing on her skin as her muscles and bones popped and clicked while changing into her were wolf form. Her muzzle was wet with tears as she felt it form and her tail even began to sway from side to side as it grew. Even if she could some how hold back from killing the one she loved he would more then likely flee and never wish to talk with her ever again.

Just then as she finished her transformation and was just sitting the weeping. Vixi didn't even fight she felt him pushing out from under her or what she thought was him trying to escape. In truth it was her being rolled onto her back and being pinned down but not in a hostile way. No it was more of. Loving compassionate way. It was at that point she felt pleasure as it seemed he was still having sex with her. But why? Did he really lover her that much?