~Cory~
I was ecstatic when Zahara walked into the dining room for breakfast. I wasn't sure I would see her this morning. I had to remember that I was talking to her mother when she walked in. She is stunning, and she had me questioning my existence. Zahara walks in with her braids in a low bun, tight blue jeans, a red halter top, and red Converse. The jeans cup her ass perfectly, and her top hugs her chest. I could feel myself getting hard, and I didn't want to be found out.
Zahara sits next to me, and I place my hand on top of hers, drawing small circles on the back. I can feel slight tingles, but I wonder if the feeling will become stronger as the wolfsbane leaves my system. The idea of gaining my wolf is exciting and scary at the same time. I hope he isn't disappointed in being tied t
