Fated To The Alpha: A Paranormal Shifter Romance by Simply Shifters, Jasmine White Page B

back.  “Nnnnnhhh…” I groaned as penetrated deep inside me.
     
    As he began to thrust, and I began to moan with the pleasure he gave me, I prayed that nothing would tear us apart again.  What I wanted to do was risky; I knew that.  It would have been the easiest thing in the world to just run away with him and forget about the madness we left behind.
     
    I could never live with myself if I did that.  Going back and trying to put a stop to this feud may be the biggest mistake I ever made, but I knew I had to try.
     
    That could wait.  Right then, I was there in Jeremy’s arms, his cock buried inside me, with no one to stop us.  I wanted to savor that while I could.     
     
     
     
     

CHAPTER FIVE
     
    The deer thought he was clever. He knew enough to keep ducking back and forth through the trees to try to elude me, and jumped over every possible obstacle that might slow me down. He jumped a high rock, crossed the stream, and even ducked under a giant root that crossed over a gulley.
    He led me on a merry chase, that’s for sure, and if I’d been hunting alone, he might have lost me.
    Just as the deer cleared an embankment a good five or six paces ahead of me, Jeremy sprang out from where he’d been hiding, taking our quarry by its throat and bringing it down to the ground in a single deadly pounce. In an instant, I closed the distance, locking my jaws onto the animal’s haunches while Jeremy choked the life out of it.
    With the animal down, Jeremy and I proceeded to eat our freshly-killed prey, tearing out chunks of meat in our teeth and munching them in our jaws. I was as much a fan of a well-cooked meal as the next girl, but there’s nothing quite like tasting good, raw meat in your mouth, feeling the blood of your kill dripping from your teeth. There hadn’t been enough occasions, I thought, when I’d really taken the time to enjoy the pleasures of being a wolf.
    Jeremy and I had spent the last three days this way, living in the woods, hunting for our food. We’d probably spent more time in those three days in our four-legged forms than our two-legged ones, which was something I didn’t think I’d ever done before. It was getting to the point now that it actually was starting to feel weird whenever we did change back to our two-legged forms; I was apparently getting a bit too comfortable in my fur.
    We really shouldn’t have been waiting; we knew that. The longer we stayed out here in the woods, the harder it would be for us to come up with a convincing cover story. The only reason we were hesitating at all was because the prospect of going to meet Jeremy’s pack felt a bit too much like going to face a firing squad.
    If they found out I was a Caldour…
    After we ate our fill, Jeremy and I relaxed together under a tree, next to what was left of our kill. As we basked in our food coma and the closeness of each other, I contemplated our situation. Living like this was nice, yeah. I wasn’t going to pretend that the prospect of running away with Jeremy and leaving both our packs behind wasn’t still tempting. But I stood by what I’d said before, I couldn’t turn my back on the pack that had raised me while they and Jeremy’s pack fought and killed each other.
    I eventually sat up and began to shift. My fur receded into my flesh, my front legs extended into human arms, and my muzzle shrank into my face. My tail disappeared, allowing me to sit back against the tree. “I think it’s about time, Jeremy,” I said.
    He lifted his head to look up at me, and began shifting to his two-legged form too. “Are you sure you’re ready?”
    “We’ve put this off too long already. Our story is gonna start to sound far-fetched if we keep waiting.”
    Jeremy sighed. “Yeah, I know. I’m just not ecstatic about having to face other people again. I’m getting used to it being just the two of us.”
    “I know; I’m enjoying this too. We hunt, we eat, we fuck, we sleep under the stars, and