quietly, then waited while I caught us both a rabbit. I had stopped hunting them on pack lands because it was too easy to deplete them, but I thought it wouldn't hurt to take one now and again.
I broke it's neck and then turned around and dropped it at Lara's feet. She howled a victory for us then dismembered the hapless creature, offering me first meal. I took as much as I wanted, and Lara finished the rest in a few bites. We cleaned each other a little, then Lara lay in the grass. I prowled around for a minute while she watched me, then I walked straight to her, ducked under her head, and curled up into a tight fox ball between her paws. She lowered her head to rest across me.
I was warm and happy and so in love.
We stayed like that for a while. I had worn the sugar and stress from the car ride off and, in a rare moment for me, I rolled over onto my back, offering her my throat again. I didn't usually do that without prompting. Lara kissed my throat and I batted her muzzle lightly. She chuffed her pleasure and we both climbed to our feet.
I ran under her and headed back towards the house as fast as my little fox legs would carry me. Lara lifted her nose to the air, howled for a long, long time, then ran after me, catching up to me easily. Together we ran into the compound.
* * * *
In the house, I shifted human while still on the stairs. Lara was still wolf but she shifted behind me, and I pulled her into the bedroom. She closed the door then a glint appeared in her eyes. I had learned that look, too, and I immediately ran for the bathroom door.
She beat me there, putting her back to it and holding her arms away from her sides.
After that, with me shrieking with laughter, she chased me around the room. She could have caught me a half dozen times, but she seemed content to simply cut off my escape. The rule was simple: if I got into the bathroom or out into the hallway, I won. If she caught me, she won. There weren't any prizes, but we were both very competitive.
We never played the game the other way, with me chasing her. If I chased her, she just caught me.
She chased me around for several minutes, then slowly began herding me closer and closer to the bed. Finally I made a dash to get past her, but she caught me easily about the waist, picking me up in both hands and holding me upside down from my hips. I shrieked but instantly stopped struggling.
"Please, Lara," I said immediately.
"Please wait, little fox?" she asked.
"Please-" I was tired of playing. I wanted to feel her touch. "Please be gentle."
"Of course, little fox," she said softly. She set me on the bed and stilled me. I lifted my chin, and she accepted the submission.
And then she showed me just how gentle the big bad wolf could be.
* * * *
Later, we cuddled with her arms around me, my face buried against her as she held me lightly. She was musky from leftover excitement, and I loved how she smelled. I cuddled in as tightly as I could.
"Is something wrong tonight?" she asked.
"I'm just... I don't know. I think the alpha's phone call left me unsettled, and I want my girlfriend to assure me everything is going to be okay. I can't figure out what the alpha wants. I can't imagine what is so important she would call me down on short notice; she's never done that before. And she doesn't like when I play poker, but now she nearly commands me to play, and for far higher stakes that I am at all comfortable. It might be pocket change to her, but it isn't for me. If there is a political reason she wants me there Wednesday, I don't know why she isn't bankrolling me."
Lara pulled me closer, almost to the point of hurting me. She was suddenly tense. I whimpered a little, warning her of her strength, and she relaxed her muscles. She switched to stroking me gently.
"Do you trust the alpha?" she asked.
"Yes, with my life."
She kissed the top of my head. "You understand she can't always tell you everything she wants to tell you."
"I know she believes that,
Marcus Emerson, Sal Hunter, Noah Child