Happenings in the Night

Trayrock, Present time

It felt wonderful to be in his wolf shape- as if Heath had been sitting too long and his muscles had cramped into his man-form. Immediately upon his paws hitting the ground, he broke into a run, knowing that Rhett and Cameron would catch up and fall in behind him. He ran along the river barricade, dodging projections from the haphazard structure, feeling the tug as sharp pieces caught on his fur and pulled it free.

He could hear the thud of other paws on the pavement in echo of his own, and the pant of their breaths. As the car drove past, it carried with it the scent of those within it, the dark forest musk of Talen and the rain and sex of Aislen which was now tempered with the underlying sweetness of milk. He wondered if she knew that. None of their mates had remarked upon it, nor had she, so he suspected she hadn’t detected it on herself yet.

The taillights and engine noise faded away, leaving his Triquetra alone on the street.

They played a game of hide and