considering they shouldn't risk the kind of sex beck craved right outside the gala, and a car ride would be its own kind of torture, nicola knows the best way to put some distance between themselves and civilization is a forest run. letting beck stretch her legs after keeping her in that prison of a fancy dress all night should be relief enough for a few minutes, right? she smiles as she watches beck take her order right in stride, the blonde woman running for the edge of the woods shifting mid-stride into a golden-furred streak. a growl of longsuffering quickly follows as the younger wolf sprints at full tilt into the trees, quickly lost to her sight; there's nothing to make the alpha feel her age like playing hunter and prey with beck. still, she knows the reward will be well worth the panting exertion she'll soon feel. nicola follows after beck, glancing behind her before she finally shifts in turn, setting off on a steady loping trot before picking up into a run.
beck's scent is predictably easy to follow, and she loses herself in the chase that follows. nicola knows her territory like the back of her hand, and beck doesn't have a destination in mind, she soon learns, the golden wolf setting a meandering path that's easy to follow but difficult to overtake. biding her time and reserving her energy for brief bursts, the experienced wolf stays downwind while slowly catching up, until she finally spots that golden blur weaving between trees. nicola clears a bubbling stream with a careful leap, heavy paws hitting soft earth, and watches from a distance as beck circles the moonlit clearingβjust far enough that a pair of golden eyes suspended in the inky black of the forest would be difficult to see. beck's chosen a good spot, if close to the edge of her territory, and nicola smiles to herself as she doubles back to the creek for a quick drink and to catch her breath.
thirst just slaked, she catches something she didn't expect. beck's scent has been strong for miles, but suddenly, there's something else. someone else. nicola's hackles rise instinctively as her head lifts, and she quickly picks up a steady trot toward beck. they make the clearing at the same time. nicola andβ
it's the risk of being at the edge of her territory, but nicola knows everything here is hers. the dirt and the grass, and definitely beck. she's got the scars to prove she's earned it all. nicola makes herself known with a quick growl as she stalks into the clearing, making it unmistakable for the lithe, white wolf that they're unwelcome and intruding.
they don't take the hint at first, steps starting to circle around the naked blonde at the center of the clearing, clearly considering even a chance at beck's wet cunt worth a possible tussle. nicola has no problem escalating in turn. when shifted her wolf form is immense, a mass of heavy muscle and jet-black fur, and there's no question which is the bigger alpha as nicola growls and bares huge white fangs, stalking closer on a path that drops her right between beck and the imposter. it makes clear she considers the blonde behind her worth killing for, and that she's pissed enough she wouldn't think twice. nicola dares the other alpha to try her, great head lowering with another growl, and they finally got the message, choosing to be smart and live another day. a quick snarl from the other as they turn away has nicola lunging, but that in turn has their casual retreat falling into a full-tilt run, tail between their legs.
nicola turns to beck, padding to her on heavy paws, and though she nuzzles into beck's face, licking at her neck as if to make sure she's okay, if the scent meeting her nose is to be believed, her alpha being so possessive over her hasn't exactly hurt her arousal.
