Aaron was on guard, waiting for what Charity had in store as payback for his little stunt in the cupboard, but as the days passed and nothing happened he started to become uneasy. What was she planning, why hadn't she retaliated yet?
A few days passed without incident and he started to allow himself to relax, maybe she had submitted, maybe he had won. Though he smiled to himself, his wolf whispered 'but you hope not don't you' and he couldn't lie, he really hoped she hadn't given up. He was enjoying the game, he found he not only liked the hunt, but he enjoyed being hunted. The thrill of not knowing what would happen, being caught out at the most unexpected moment, as his little vixen pressed her body into him filled with the promise that what would happen next would be etched into
