Feeling The Mate Pull

Riverside.

Fursbed.

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Ralph stood frozen as he met her black eyes with a hint of gold in the middle, the wolf blinked and she moved a feet backwards, drawing his attention to her feet.

Ralph smiled but soon realized he was still in his wolf-form and must appear too intimidating to her, he changed back to his were-form, it happened so fast one would think the wolf wasn't him and had disappeared to present someone else in his place.

Standing up straight from his crouched position, Ralph would have been naked if not for the dark furry cloak that draped his shoulders till it touched the ground.

The Alpha’s are privileged like that, they could transform and not be naked but ordinary werewolves weren't like that.

He held up both his hands in a surrendering stance and took a step forward the female wolf growled and turned around.

It was like she knew him and she didn't wish to know him further. His ego took a hit, he did'nt like that.

"I just want to talk" Ralph said in an almost panicking voice.

She shook her tail in the air and only then did he noticed the tip of her hairy tail was gold, like her hair and the speck in her eyes.

Immediately, he was left confused about the kind of werewolf she was because he had never heard of her either yet his wolf thinks she was his mate.

Strange' he thought as she finally moved, she took a seat on the next fallen tree trunk, it seems she didn't want to change which meant she only wanted to listen to whatever he had to say and not reply. She would then leave he thought with a pained heart but he was proved wrong when little gold lights lifted up in specks and magic, she suddenly turned to her were-form, and now he was simply awestruck.

She hasn't lifted her head yet but he could bet his tortoise to Jamal that she was ethereal.

That he would appreciate what he’d see.

She shock her body lightly like wolf's do when they feel dirty before she stood up quietly.

She took two steps close to a stone, sat down naked again, both her legs bent to one side to give a sense of privacy. As though she knew of a clothing there, she picked up a big white shawl and draped around herself.

Unexpectedly, Ralph held his breath through out the process and then she lifted her head and her eyes met his fierce golden ones.

His heart thundered uncontrollably.

'Mate!', Ralph's wolf suddenly growled and Ralph wasn't surprised, anymore.

No female has ever drawn his attention this much and she looks so fragile like a human and too cute to be strong.

Ralph wanted to talk or do something but he was too confused and astonished to move.

He could barely believe his mate is finally here, that he finally found her and he won't have to choose just any fierce female in Fursbed.

But she was weak, she wasn't fully werewolf and she was too fragile, she kept her hair, had black orbs, yet despite all of this features he wanted her.

He shouldn't acknowledge her but he was too deep in the pull of her presence to fight it.

The girl turned to him and her calming heart rose to a spiking level.

He stood majestic and whole, his broad shoulders carried the furry cloak with a air of grandiose.

His black locks flow short and scattered, a show of how werewolves in Fursbed won't bother with combs.

His height is towering and commanding, his movement fluid and thundering as he started to approach her, she caught a glimpse of his bare chest, as the cloak is open and she quickly took her eyes back to his.

She stood up fast.

"What are you doing? What do you want to talk about?" her soft voice came out of her perfect small lips.

He stared at it surprised by the pull it had on him.