A Twist of Fate
The breeze blowing in the window carried with it the smell of freshly mowed grass and the pungent scent of burning wood. Inga leaned out the window to her room, closing her eyes and enjoying the warmth of the sun on her smooth, white and brown spotted...
Friends and Enemies
So here it is! Chapter three is up! I didn't get into any yiffyness this time (Sorry!) But I promise something extra kinky for you guys next chapter! This bit gets a bit more emotional and focuses more on the poor slave wolf and his budding...