Mason West

I put the ‘howl’ in animal attraction.

Alpha energy. Owner of Wolf’s Bane Distillery, where the drinks are strong, and so am I.
Skip the small talk. Say hello, unless you prefer to be hunted.
I only bite if you ask nicely. Mature Content. MDIN.

Good answer.

A cub daddy? How sweet the little one wants me to give her a pup.

Don't ask why... just tell me. {I say as my hand falls away} Don't tell me you're protecting them

Again that's not what I asked. I asked why. As in a fucking name. {I say as I see her breathing pick up and so does her heart rate}

{My hand snaps out to wrap around her wrist before I pull her back} Tell me who they are.

Oh really?

Killing it, with these headers

{She was clearly lying but I didn't want to call her on it.} You run along kid. I'll see ya tomorrow.

Tomorrow works. Don't get nervous now. This needs to happen sooner rather than later.

Fine. {I say after a moment and with a nod} We should.

Should we be?

When you put it like that... It's dirty.

True. Maybe we should sooner or later. Since he's clawing at me to get out when I'm around you.

Doesn't matter. I can't stop his nature or whatever goes through his mind. Me on the other hand, well....

How sweet your little wolf likes mine. Mine likes yours even if he acts like some horny teen around her.

Same thing, love.

Just a little since the Wist I know hates me.

Just a little.

Hmm, you look familiar.

-process? It's killed lesser wolves or driven them mad. Gonna need you to shift back, { I call to her, as I move forward slowly } It’ll be easier to get you out if you’re in human form.

-minutes, and you end up like this, { I say, stepping into the thick sludge. The mud sucks at my leg, pulling it up to the knee, but I push forward anyway.} And do you know how dangerous it is to link minds with going through the -

-sensation ripples through my body, leaving me crouched on two legs instead of four. I shake out the lingering tension and let out a frustrated sigh as I take in the mess she’s gotten herself into.} I leave ya alone to clear my head for ten -

- coiled and ready to act, but I stop him with a sharp pull of control. “Let me. You’ll just get stuck.” He growls, his irritation sparking through me. “They will be fine. I’ll save them both,” he snaps, but moments later, I feel him grudgingly relax as I force the shift. The -

-the cliff’s edge. The ground crumbles beneath us, and we almost lose our footing, but we manage to reach the bottom. There she is, stuck in thick, smelly mud that clings to her legs and dulls her scent. My wolf takes a step forward, muscles-

we had mated and gone through the bonding process, this wouldn’t be painful. It would have been smooth and easy, our minds melding like two halves of the same whole. “Fuck, please tell me you’re okay,” I rasp as my wolf races forward, sliding down -

-us. We’re wasting time.” I couldn’t argue with him. The thought of her out there, vulnerable, in heat, was enough to spur us back into motion. Turning sharply, just as I take a step away, a sharp, blinding pain shoots through our heads as her mind connects with ours. If -

- ignore the flicker of doubt in the back of my mind. The cliff’s height was dizzying. My wolf growled low, the sound vibrating through my chest, his tension spilling into me. “Find her,” he urged his tone a mixture of desperation and determination. “She needs -

-thick but scattered, as if carried on the wind. My wolf paced anxiously, his frustration mounting. The thought of her tumbling over the edge, hurt or worse, sent a sharp pang through me. "No," I said firmly, scanning the area. "She’s too smart for that." But I couldn’t-

-they fell?" my wolf asked, his voice quieter now, tinged with unease as he pawed at the ground near the edge. His claws scraped against the dirt, restless and searching, his usually bold demeanor faltering. We sniffed the air, her scent still hanging -