Chapter Fifty-Five

Channon’s POV

Each stride with her at my side is like I’m running through the air, I hardly feel the hard, uneven ground beneath my huge paws. Her glorious silver fur catches the later afternoon sun’s rays and she almost shines, like a fallen angel sent to scurry across this forsaken earth with me. My wolf is in his absolute element now he has the opportunity to bond with his fated mate. We get as close to her as possible and her scent makes his ravenous hunger increase, the lust for her touch is almost unbearable. We fight the urge to tackle her over to the ground and mate with her. Even with the number of pack members with us, we would still take her here and now in front of them all.

My own desires increase from the potency of his sexual frustrations and I realise that I’m clenching my teeth in my head from the pressure that fills my cock and balls. As soon as we have checked on her dim witted, but brave friend, I will have her again. The air is fresh and sweet as