CLARA

#Chapter31 CLARA My wolf finally winds up at the stream, hoping to find it empty at this time of the night. I’m surprised to find another wolf here at this time of the night. I thought I was the only rule breaker that night, wandering around at this time of the night. I can tell by the slight stiffening of the midnight-black fur of the wolf that he knows that I’m here. Discarding the thought of taking a refreshing drink, I steer towards the foliage where I know a pair of clothes would be conveniently kept for this situation. I quickly shift back to my human form and clothe myself into a pair of loose shirts and basketball shorts. I make my way back to the clearing and find Samuel in his human form, dressed in only a pair of basketball shorts. I force my eyes to not peruse his shirtless torso but a glance tells me that he has kept well in shape, sporting muscles my teenage self would have fantasized about. It is weird moments like this where it hits me that this man is my mate. If