The sound of wolves howling in the distance only served to raise the already alarming rate of Zarum's heart. He'd been waiting for longer than usual, and there was no sign of anyone approaching through the underbrush. If he hadn't been held back for the past few nights to discuss clan politics with his father, the chief of clan Sil'na, he wouldn't be scurrying around in the thick dark of a moonless night either; it was too dangerous to be out here alone. Zarum's gut twisted with need, reminding him of why he was there in the dark, risking his life. It would only take one, and he needed more than a hand to satisfy him tonight.
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