mate owner

In the morning I awoke to hearing the front door slam.

'Who ever slamed that door as everything is sound proof,' My wolf said to me.

"H.H.!!!!!" THAT WAS MY OWNER CALLING FOR ME. SHIT. I shifted with my clothes on instently shredding them. Dashing up the stairs running into the door knocking it off the hinges. I ran into the living room. I ran strait to my owner putting my paw in front of her snarling at the intruder.

"Good job. My brother didn't lie when he said this mutt was huge. It's chest is bigger than the wieth of the couch,"

"I'm guessing your the one how will pay me to breed my wolf?"

"Your correct." Soooooo. What I'm getting from this is he has the male that I'm going to be bred with. Wait. If he's here than. I'm meeting my temporary mate. My owner tapped my on the head three times with her index finger letting me know to stand down all the way. As I made my way over to the couch they started talking agian. I got to the oldest couch looking at my owner for permission. She looked at me giving me a little nod to witch meant yes. I jumped up on the couch curling into a ball. I fell into an alert sleep were I knew what was going on while resting. They moved to the kitchen. My owner started the oven while putting something on a tray.

'Hopefully since we did our job right we'll get something."

' I hope so,' was my reply to my wolf. I awoke to the beeping of the oven jumping down from the couch I troted into the kitchen.

" I see your finally up and moving. Give her some she is going to meet her permanent mate tonight." At this I poked up my head.

" Ahh. Well to answer your question my best fighter is your one and only mate your never breeding to someone else." WHAT!!?!?!