Read Wolf Tales 12 for Free Online Page A

enabled development of the tiny gland near the hypothalamus that made them Chanku?
    Logan had run some tests, but he had nothing to compare the kids to, no control group to study. For all they knew, Lily and Alex could shift at any time.
    Anton admitted he most definitely was not ready for that.
    Anton? What are you worrying about now? We’re here, and you didn’t even notice we’d arrived!
    Blinking stupidly, Anton gazed about him and realized they’d reached the small meadow where he’d made love to Keisha so many times before. Where the boys had been conceived one cold February night, a few months after the assassination attempt.
    There was no way to answer Keisha. She was right. He’d run on instinct alone, his mind twisting around problems without answers, things he’d just have to accept and deal with when the time came.
    I wish I had your ability to compartmentalize and put aside those worries I can’t do a thing about. He stepped close and rubbed his muzzle through the thick ruff of fur at her throat. You are so much more than me, my love. So perfect in every way.
    Laughter bubbled in his thoughts. Damn, but you’re a smooth talker. She plopped her butt down and sat on her haunches. Her ears pricked forward and her teeth shimmered in the darkness.
    I am, aren’t I? He bumped her shoulder, surprising her, bowling her over beneath his larger weight. She yipped and scrambled out from beneath him, tail wagging, tongue lolling, ready for a tumble.
    He stalked her this time, head low, his dark tail waving slowly behind him. She took a step backward, and then another. He leapt and she shifted direction just in time, scampering out of the way. A startled rabbit jumped straight up from beneath her and scrambled into the weeds growing along the creek.
    Keisha twisted and pounced. She missed the rabbit entirely and landed in the creek. Water flew, splashing Anton, soaking the front of him. This time when he leapt he caught the loose skin at her neck in his powerful jaws and, without breaking the skin or hurting her, managed to drag her back to dry ground. She rolled to her back in total submission. Then she faked him out and rolled aside to get away—but he was there.
    He was always there. He was her mate. He would be there for her forever—and with the knowledge of their extended life expectancy, that promise was truer than he’d ever realized.
    Anton stood over Keisha, sides heaving, ears forward as she submitted to him. With absolute grace she rolled to her belly and rose to her feet. Then she stood perfectly still as he mounted her.
    Power surged through him—the power of the wolf, of his own magic, of the love he felt for the woman who had saved him in so many ways. Locking his front legs about her body, he thrust unerringly into her welcoming sex. She was hot and slick inside, her body tightening around him as he quickly filled her in the manner of wolves. His penis pierced her channel, sliding deep, swelling, locking the two of them together.
    Her vaginal muscles clamped down and held him close. The knot at the base of his penis fit her perfectly.
    There was something magical about their mating. It was always this way, yet always different. The sense of something primeval, an act greater than both of them, of a history none of them truly understood culminating in the two of them here, in the dark forest, mating beneath a starry sky as wolves.
    Thrusting hard and fast, he reveled in the sensation, the unbelievable bliss of Keisha’s tight muscles clasping him, holding him like a hot fist. Her sheath rippled over his length, tighter, closer, until their climax caught both of them in its powerful rush.
    Crying out in a voice trapped between a growl and a whimper, Anton collapsed beside Keisha. With his mind still linked to hers, his cock still tied deep inside her heat, he took a moment to catch his breath. Then he licked her shoulder and rested his muzzle on the thick fur.
    I love you, he said. Such simple