Chapter 3

The Scent of the Night Wolf:

There standing inside her home,was a black wolf,and he was looking at her with the bluest eyes Eva had ever seen. The wolf was large in stature,board and strong,his legs thick and powerful. And his fur,it was a velvet black and looked just as soft. He certainly looked impressive.

However,it was the way he was staring at her with those large,deep eyes,ones that didn’t hold malice,instead seemed to looked at her searchingly that caused her take a step back and submissively duck her head to look away.

There was a sound,that familar sound of when a werewolf transforms back into his human form and it effortlessly echoed around the room.

Eva turned her eyes back to the unexpected intruder,and a human now stood before her..and he was completely naked. But what a body! He was muscular,his muscles appearing natural,especially by the way they seem to slide under his skin when he stretched his body erotically. His hair was a thick black messy and untamed,falling around his shoulders and down his back. His arms and legs appeared strong and agile, powerful and unblemished.

And his eyes,now that he was a human,were still as hunting and spine tingling as they were in his wolf form.

And now he was moving toward her with a powerful sense of purpose.

Eva tried to growl at him,but it came out more of a whimper and she soon found herself pressed up against the wall,her escape route blocked by the handsome and naked male before her. Then,two arms rose up,slamming his palms against the wall on either side of her head.

Surprisingly,though,she didn’t feel threatened.

“Are you-” the mysterious man began to ask. “The White Wolf I’ve heard about?”

Eva swallowed thickly at his words,his voice unwillingly sending a shiver to race down her spine. The name White Wolf was something the other wolves she had encountered christened her with.

Had this new wolf encountered the other wolves she had helped in the past?

“I am”, she replied in regard to his question,her eyes staring into his. “Who are you?”

“My name is Chance, the Night Wolf”, the mysterious man now known as Chance said.

“Why are you here?”

“I am merely searching for my mate”. Chance told her simply,his eyes only once leaving hers to search her face slowly.

Eva tilted her head to the side to allow Chance the opportunity to smell her scent,sniffling her quite seductively along the neck. Eva feeling his heated breath dance across the skin. And her body trembled against her will. Only the fact that her body felt as though it was on fire and she had to fight the urge to nuzzle her head under the stranger’s chin in a show of submission

This must have been the new wolf her twin sister so briefly spoke about. The one who she thought was after her and was utterly hilarious that he might be after she

Howerver, this new wolf, this Night Wolf was different to any wolf she had encountered before. His scent was so strong, heady, earthy, musky that it was like she couldn’t get enough of it. It was well and truly overriding any of her other senses at this point in time.

So she could do nothing but whimper when Chance leaned forward and licked her cheek, the rough texture of his tongue feeling oddly comforting against her skin and she let out a sigh. She then realized that she was bleeding from where Camillia struck out at her earlier and Chance was cleaning it away,cleaning her wound. And she was actually letting him.

Evea felt oddly submissive and willing when Chance moved closer to her,his naked body now touching her clothed person.

“What do you want?”

“You can feel it,can’t you?” Chance asked her as he continued to clean her wounds. “You can sense it”

“I..” Eva suddenly breathed deeply,realiztion coursing through her body when Chance nuzzled her cheek against his before pressing their foreheads together. Then,her self-will kicked in and she placed her hands on Chance’s chest and pushed him away,refusing to look into his eyes. “I don’t know what I’m feeling. I’ve only been a werewolf for three years now”

Silence reigned over them. Eva still pressing her hands against the bare chest of this mysterious werewolf,while Chance still had her corner,up against the wall.

Chnace then sniffed at her one last time before pulling away and yet, despite his nakedness, he still look and felt domineering,as if he was completely in charge of the situation. “I see”, he murmured as he continued to look at her “You’re still young,then”.

Taking a deep breath to ease her racing heart,Eva pushed away from the wall and shook her head to clear it. “Let me get you some clothes”, she said, immediately reverting back into passive,hospitable self.

Chance however, looked at ease standing completely naked in her living room, so the clothes were more for Eva’s benefit. It was hard to try to hold a conversation with someone when they’re completely oblivious to one’s own nakedness.

And she’ll need to concentrate when she speaks with this wolf.

To Be continue.