Chapter 47: Where Do I Belong?

After setting out some water and scraps of food for the three coyote pups, Dena picked through her smashed cabinet and supplies for gauze. Behind her, Taurian's nearness unsettled her, making her heart knock against her ribcage and her cheeks heat like she was a school girl with a major crush.

She wanted to throw her arms around his neck and kiss him, yet at the same time dreaded what would happen after they had sex. Taurian was too intense and she feared she'd lose herself and her heart to him. And what if 'mating' as he'd called it was all he was looking for?

"Can you at least go put some shorts on or something?" she asked looking over her shoulder at him. "And wipe that smirk off your face, I haven't forgiven you yet for turning me into...whatever I'm going to morph into."

"Renjerian." He nodded, not at all concerned that he stood before her naked. "I should teach you our language."