Chapter 13

　　I discard my heels and run in my tights as fast as I can.

　　‘Get her boys!’ Zenith yells; John and James chase me in their wolf forms. I run through the trees and slip, rolling down a hill dangerously quickly.

　　Covered in more scrapes and dirt, my hair is messy with leaves and twigs sticking out on all sorts of angles. I continue to run.

　　‘Ryker!’ I scream, at the top of my lungs; I’m hazardously thrown down by someone; I kick and punch them as hard as I can. A hand covers my mouth. The weight of a body holds me down. He is completely naked now, in his human form; his member is pressed against my stomach.

　　‘Shh... shh,’ James whispers, stroking my face. Struggling, to free myself, my movements are futile.

　　‘Stop trying to fight me,’ he whispers; tears roll down my cheeks.

　　‘Consummating the pairing already?’ John laughs.

　　‘Fuck off, John,’ he says to his brother.