Chapter 8 - Mate or Threat

She regarded him as a new threat, sizing him up with her shocking gaze, calculating the risk he posed to her freedom. His charcoal-colored coat stood out against the white of their surroundings, and his amber eyes almost looked at her with an almost pleading expression, but what was he pleading for? 

Once she’d decided he posed no immediate threat she inched toward him, still on the defense, but as she drank him in, his taller, more muscular build, the sharpness of his claws, the unease at which he surveyed her, she approached him with caution, but still even as they grew closer there was no hint of recognition in her eyes. 

It was clear to Aiden that the wolf was in control and had pushed her human mind, the mind that would have recognized him even in this form, the logical thinking mind, to the back and concealed it away from the real world, and reaching the human part of Alexa, who was buried deep within her mind’s eye would be the most difficult task he’d have to face, barring she doesn’t try to kill him first. 

She circled him, like a predator stalking her prey, and he let her. He let her scent him, get a feel of him, understand who he was. A small glimmer of hope flickered through his chest when she relaxed, and a look of knowing entered into her canine gaze. 

She allowed him to approach her once she’d stopped circling about him and allowed him to scent her in return, curiosity permeating through their bond. He felt her acknowledgment of him through said bond, he felt her interest peak as she had only seen him through the brief glimpses she’d had as her power escaped from the cracks of her prison. 

Her chest rumbled in pleasure as she took in his form and the power that exuded from him despite his attempts to suppress to come off less threatening. The sound startled him, pulling him from his thoughts as prowled ever closer to him. 

Once they were side by side she butted him with the end of her long snout, the black nose at the end would have probably been cold had he not had fur. Lilies, chocolate, and a distinct woodsy scent wafted into his senses as she rubbed her head against his neck, marking him with her scent. 

Leather, sandalwood, and something distinctly masculine filled her own senses, nearly driving her out of her mind with need and pleasure. She lunged toward him, almost pushing him to the ground as her small neck rubs turned into vigorous nuzzles as she marked him as hers with her scent alone and vice versa. 

All Aiden felt was pure bliss, for this simple act meant that her wolf accepted him as her mate just as he accepted hers as his, now the only problem was the human side of her still silently resisting though buried deep within the mind of the snow-white wolf. 

Their little moment ended as suddenly as it had begun, which lanced an overwhelming sense of disappointment through the bond, only answered by a hint of amusement which was soon drowned out by the unease and perturbation permeating through their connected soul path. 

As soon as those emotions filtered into his world of bliss and happiness the charcoal-colored wolf snapped out of his reverie, making quick use of his heightened senses to pick up the sound of wolves approaching both the clearing and inevitably them, and they were approaching from all directions, effectively boxing the two wolves in and blocking any path for escape.