A/N: Happy late Thanksgiving! Here is my present to you! Chapter Ten, with all its yummy goodness!

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Two days. It had been two days since we first brought Kiba to this village, and he was just now starting to fully heal. His wound had closed over, but he still felt pain whenever he made any sudden moves. The village medicine woman was adamant, however, in his herbal appliances. She never once left his side, but if she did, it was to go take a quick bath in the stream about a mile out from the village. Even then, she would fly through the washing, never really getting clean, judging by the smell. And since she didn't leave, he didn't leave. He had not once set foot outside that tee pee since being carefully laid among piles of fuzzy animal skins and woven blankets. And nobody had been allowed in to see him. The separation was making me restless. I hadn't been able to talk to him, alone, since we got here, and there were so many things I wanted to say, needed to say to him before every one else pounced.

So, after waking and taking a brisk jog around the perimeter of the village, I absolved to force my way in to see him that very afternoon. No little shaman woman was going to stop me from seeing the man I loved. After deciding this, I felt much better, and my day suddenly became brighter. I strolled through the village with my hands clasped behind my head, softly whistling to myself as I wove in between tee pees and playful children. That was one thing I loved dearly about this village: its children. They were so full of wonder; everything I said or did amazed them, and they "oohed" and "ahhed" like they'd never seen a person do the kinds of things I did before. Just yesterday, I was scratching a figure into the sand at my feet, and the children cooed like little babies and eagerly ran to fetch their mothers to come see this wondrous spectacle.

What they didn't know was that I was just as entertained by them as they were of me. Every smile, every laugh, was precious to me, and I strove to bring about these little wonders every time I came into contact with them. I had spent enough time around them that their mothers no longer watched me warily from just inside their homes, but rather, they welcomed the chance to send their child to be taken care of by me. For this, I was very grateful. It took my mind off of things I'd rather not be thinking of, the one important thought being Kiba and his welfare.

I had almost reached the edge of the village that faced the stream when two pairs of hands fisted into my parka. I stopped, dropping my hands down to my sides, where they were eagerly snatched up. I smiled, and squeezed the children's hands with my own. They smiled up into my face and gently tugged me back toward the village. The two were brother and sister, Shinji and Saiyama. They were the village elder's great grandchildren, but you wouldn't know it to look at them. Their hair was as dark as mine, but without the pink highlights, and their eyes were as black as coal. They each had cute little dimples that shined when they smiled, and they had the cutest little pug nose set into a heart shaped face. I didn't want to pick favorites, but they had definitely wormed their way first into my heart.

Shinji stopped suddenly and tugged on my hand once more. When I looked down at him, he pointed off towards where Toboe was gathering herbs with Blue. "Can we go help?" he asked cautiously. As if I'd say no to that face.

"Sure. Saiyama, would you like to come as well?"

The shy little girl nodded her head, but tucked her body in closer to my side and squeezed my hand a little tighter. She wasn't particularly fond of Blue, but I had yet to find out why, so I never mentioned it.

"Alright, then. Let's go see what they're up to!" I laughed and teasingly pushed them forward. Shinji eagerly lept in front, turning it into a race, but little Saiyama hung back and matched my steps, following in my shadow. I smiled. It was going to be hard to leave her. This sudden thought, which had jumped unbidden into my mind, suddenly had me frowning. I looked down at her dark head bobbing silently along beside me and I could feel something tugging on my heart. I realized then that...I didn't want to leave. This place seemed more like Paradise than anywhere I'd ever been before. The people were nice, there was plenty of food, a warm place to sleep every night, and plenty of children to keep a person busy. What more could I want?

And then I remembered. I would want Kiba here to share it with me, to be by my side as we experienced human life together. But I knew he would never agree to stay. He was too preoccupied with finding the "real" Paradise. The one that no one really even believes in. The one that just seems like a dream that you can't quite recall.

I was pulled from my musings when Saiyama clasped my hand again in hers, and I noticed that we'd reached the hard working pair. Blue looked up from pulling on a green, leafy twig and wiped a hand across her sweating forehead.

"I didn't realize just how much work this is." She gestured at Toboe, who was still hard at work pulling up roots.

I laughed. "How did you even get roped into helping? I thought you'd be with Hige."

Blue had the good grace to blush. "Well...he and Tsume left to go hunting a little while ago, so I thought that Toboe could use a little help. Plus," she held up one finger, "I'm finally getting exercise!"

She was referring to us not being able to change around all these people. It wasn't that we weren't allowed, it was just that we didn't feel right about it. Having all those eyes staring at us as our more animal instincts kicked in and we shifted into something feral just didn't appeal to us. I especially didn't want to frighten the kids, even though they'd probably think it was another exciting trick.

Toboe suddenly straightened from his crouch and held aloft a handful of...well, mush. His smile, however, stretched his entire face, and I couldn't help but smile with him. "Look at all these herbs!" he exclaimed. "I've never seen such a collection before! There's all different types, and they're all harmless! No toxins to extract or anything!"

He smiled again and danced a few steps around us. Saiyama squeezed herself even closer to me and hid her face when Toboe came near. When he saw her, he stopped, and bent down to her level to look into her eyes. "Well hi there! My name's Toboe! What's yours?"

Saiyama merely stared at him, not saying a word. Suddenly, Shinji pushed forward and stepped between Toboe and his sister. He puffed out his chest proudly and exclaimed, "I'm Shinji! And she's Saiyama!" He lifted his chin and closed his eyes in one of the proudest stances I'd ever seen someone make.

I had to cover my mouth with my hand to silence the giggles that threatened to bubble forth; I knew it would probably hurt Shinji's feelings and he'd deflate like an old, worn out balloon. Toboe simply laughed and stuck out his hand. Shinji grabbed it eagerly and shook it twice before releasing it and reaching back to snag Saiyama's arm to pull her forward. A small "eep" escaped her lips, but she let him lead her nonetheless.

Toboe gently took her hand and brought it to his lips to place a soft kiss on the surface of her mitten. Saiyama blushed and looked away, quickly pulling her little hand back to her chest. Shinji, however, missed the interchange, having finally caught sight of Blue, who was making her way over to our little group as well. The poor thing couldn't stop staring at her, even when she bent down to ask him a question. I had to nudge him before he would respond and even then, it was in muttered half sentences. Blue merely laughed and tousled his hair affectionately, which in turn brought about one of the brightest shades of red I'd seen any one person turn.

Saiyama laughed at his expense, which infuriated him. He stepped up to her and boxed her ears, making her cry out in pain. Quickly, I latched on to his shoulders and tugged him off his sister.

"Shinji, that wasn't very nice. Now you apologize to your sister! Go on. Tell her you're sorry."

When he made no move to do as I said, I turned him around and gave him three good swats to his backside. He yelped and hopped away from me like he'd been burned. But, he did finally apologize, and that's all I wanted.

Blue and Toboe merely watched the interplay in fascination. When Shinji and Saiyama had moved off out of hearing range to chase a frog, Toboe stepped up to me and said, "You're very good with children. Were there a lot of pups in your old pack?"

I smiled at the memory that his words brought forth. "Yes. There were tons. We had three mated pairs: my mother and father, my father's Beta, and the Beta's brother. There were four to five pups born to each, so, yes, there were quite a few."

Toboe also smiled fondly. "What I wouldn't give to have see that."

"Yes, it was quite the sight to see them all playing with each other when it was my turn to babysit. Although, some of them were quite naughty, and they liked to bite my tail and pretend to run off."

Blue chuckled. "But you enjoyed every minute of it."

In answer, I simply beamed at her.

Later, with one giant frog in tow, Shinji, Saiyama and I headed back to their mother's tee pee to present her with their gift. I grimaced as the frog tried to squirm his way free of Sjinji's tight grip, making a disgusting smacking sound. Its calls of help were slowly becoming faint, and it looked as if it had resigned itself to its fate. Shinji was beaming from ear to ear, and even Saiyama looked proud of herself, seeing as how she was the one who'd actually caught it after much running and squealing.

Their mother, Yakina, was waiting for them, a wooden spoon in her hand. She was making something in her giant black pot, and it smelled delicious. I sniffed appreciatively as we stopped beside the simmering concoction. It smelled like rabbit stew, with a few herbs and spices. Shinji hopped up to his mother and proudly held out the offering. Yakina put on her bravest face and took the slimy amphibian from her son's grasp, but as soon as he turned to give Saiyama the thumbs up, Yakina mouthed "help me" and held out the frog in my direction. I chuckled.

"I'll only help you if you let me have a bite of your stew." I grinned and patted my empty stomach, which had begun to growl at the sight of Yakina's cooking.

"Yes! Yes, of course! Just come get this thing before I drop it!" She danced from foot to foot to emphasize her point.

I chuckled again and hurried forward before she did drop it. It made a sick squelch as she plopped it into my open palm. It looked at me with its sad eyes, trying to entice me into letting him go. "Oh no," I told him, closing my fingers tightly around his body. "You're not going anywhere."

Saiyama and Shinji followed me inside the canvas walls of their tee pee, grinning from ear to ear. "Did we do good, Aunt Nakita?" Saiyama asked as I set the frog into a giant bowl to keep him from hopping away.

"Mmmm, a very nice job. He's the biggest frog I've ever seen!"

Saiyama beamed at me and weaved her tiny fingers in mine. "Careful," I cautioned, "I've got frog slime on my hands!" Suddenly I lunged toward Shinji with my outstretched hand and he squealed, jumping back to avoid my slimy hand. Saiyama all but threw my hand away from her and sprinted after her brother. I laughed manically and chased them all around the tee pee, waving my hand in front of me wildly. Finally, they darted outside and I followed, but came to a quick stop when I almost ran over Jihirou, who was standing silently just outside the flaps.

He smiled. "I see you are having quite the time with my great grandchildren." His tone held no malice, only joy, and it instantly set me at ease.

"Yes, sir. We captured a frog while out on a walk, and they thought it would be grand to bring it back home as a trophy to show their mother."

"Indeed," he cackled while pointing at my hand. "But it seems you've been left with the task of putting him away, hmm?"

I nodded my head. "So it seems." I quickly brushed my hand off on my parka and held it behind my back as Jihirou gestured for me to follow him. I looked back over my shoulder at Yakina and called, "I'll be right back for that stew!" She waved me away with a smile.

I followed old man Jihirou for some time before he spoke. "Your friend has done very well with our medicine woman. I am glad. It is not a good omen when a wolf dies at the hands of humans."

"Excuse me?" I asked politely and without too much emotion, yet I was bursting with curiosity.

"Have you heard of the old tale that only wolves know how to reach Paradise?"

I shook my head. "Not really, sir."

He smiled. "It is written that the world will soon come to an end and be reborn. But there is a safe place that will thrive even after the destruction. But, the only catch is that wolves will be the sole survivors, for they are the ones who know how to get to Paradise. And they will be the ones who live on to restart the cycle of the world."

"All of this is written? Where?"

"In a book called The Book of the Moon. It was written a long time ago, and not many copies still remain, and the ones that do have fallen into darkness. No one knows where they are now, and no one has every tried to find them."

I considered what he was saying and phrased my question carefully. "If wolves know where to go, can they not show humans the way?"

Jihirou shook his head. "The Book does not say whether or not humans can reach Paradise if led by the wolves, nor does it say they will even be accepted. But it is a possibility."

I nodded. "I see. So it is real, then? Paradise?"

"Yes, child. It is as real as you and I. Like that young man that lies in there." I hadn't noticed until now that we'd stopped just outside Kiba's designated "sick area." A sudden chill spread throughout my body, and I shivered even though there was no wind. "If you would like to go see him, I will not tell."

I shifted to see that Jihirou was smiling at me while indicating that I should go in. My eyes widened in disbelief, but before he could change his mind, I shot into the tee pee. Jihirou cackled and turned to leave with a secret smile on his weathered face.

It was warm and very, very dark. A single candle was lit and placed off into the far corner where there were no blankets or anything else for it to catch fire. Kiba lay in the middle of a heap of fur blankets, his chest gently rising and falling with each breath he took. He was asleep, that much I could tell. His breaths were long and even, and he didn't even flinch when I crouched down beside him. For a time, I simply sat watching him breathe. His face was unlined in sleep, the stress of leading a pack was not in evidence. His hair even looked healthier now. It lay across his forehead in silken strands, and my fingers ached to push it back behind his ears, but I kept them tucked against my thighs.

He was not wearing a shirt, instead a fine coat of herbal gel shined at me from his abdomen all the way up to his chin. Its sharp smell teased my nose, making me want to sneeze. But I couldn't look away from his pale, shining body. I hadn't seen him without a shirt since the hotel, but even then it was only for a second before he shifted into a wolf and ran away from me.

I sighed, and was just about to get up when his hand shot out to encircle my wrist, tugging me back down to his side. I jumped, startled, but he kept a firm hold and I soon settled back down beside him. His eyes were wide open and trained on my face, not even blinking as he looked me up and down. "You're alright?" he asked, his voice raspy.

I reached over to where I'd seen a bowl of water earlier, and tipped it to his lips. He pushed it away and tried to sit up, groaning in pain when his skin stretched. I placed my hand on his chest in an attempt to push him back down, but he ignored it. When he'd finally righted himself, he turned to look at me and a warm smile spread slowly across his face. "It's been awhile since I've seen you. Especially after...you know."

He lifted his hand and I caught it between both of mine, bringing it up to rub across my cheek. "I'm glad you're feeling well enough to talk, let alone sit up." I smiled through the wetness that was threatening to spill from my pink orbs. Kiba saw the tears and used his other hand to gently wipe them away. His touch was electrifying, sizzling across my face and warming it to an unhealthy degree. I tried not to let it show, but he knew nonetheless.

"Why do you keep hiding from me?" Kiba asked, his breath gently blowing across my heated skin, raising goose bumps on my arms.

My startled gaze flew to his. "Wh-What do you mean? I'm not hiding." I tried to look away again, but he caught my chin in his hands and forced my head back.

"Yes, you are. Just like that."

I sighed, knowing he was right. I was afraid...I was afraid of getting too close, only to lose him. Watching his still body, thinking he'd been dead, nearly tore me apart, and I didn't want that to happen again. I did want to talk to him, but it was to tell him that I couldn't really be with him like this without it hurting too much.

When I didn't answer, he shifted his body, bringing my gaze back to his naked chest. Suddenly, he was only inches away from me; I could feel the heat radiating off his skin and his heart as it beat steadily in his chest. My eyes widened and I looked back up into his eyes, which were on fire and glowing down at me. My lips parted on another sigh when he brought his face close enough to mine that his nose skimmed my cheek. "What are you afraid of?" he whispered.

My hands came alive, reaching up to press gently against his chest, my fingers curling into fists. "I'm afraid...of losing you again," I whispered just as softly.

He pressed his forehead against mine. "Then stay here with me. Right here." His arms snaked around my waist and pulled me tight against him. I laid my flushed cheek on his collar bone, and I felt the gel squish under my skin.

"Um, Kiba?" He didn't move, merely grunted as he pressed his face into my hair. "Can you-"

But I was cut off when his lips descended to capture mine in a fierce kiss, one that left no room for words, only action. I sighed and closed my eyes, not caring whether or not I got gel on my clothes. All I cared about was this moment, with Kiba's lips pressed tightly against mine and his fingers lightly trailing down my sides to tickle my ribs. He groaned and fell back onto the blankets, taking me with him. I fit my body against his and continued kissing him, letting his hands wander onto the small of my back, where they massaged gentle circles. My body was growing hotter, and something rose up within me, something I didn't understand. It was tearing around inside me, wanting to be freed, wanting to be completed with every fiber of its being. It wanted...Kiba.

One of his hands made a trail back up to the nape of my neck, and farther up into my hair, where he wrapped strands of it around his fingers and gently pulled, eliciting a sharp moan from me. His tongue probed along my lip, caressing it and asking for entrance. I wasn't sure at first, instead continuing to just kiss him and ignore it, but he became insistent, and I knew that I couldn't hold him off forever. And besides, I was starting to get a little curious as well.

So when he pulled my hair again, I moaned a little louder and let my lips part. His tongue eagerly delved inside and began its careful exploration. I was surprised to find that it felt...nice, and that I wanted more. Instinct prodded me to play his game, so I thrust my tongue hard against his. He stilled, his tongue frozen as well, but he soon jerked back to life, and together our tongues fought a fierce battle, with him dominating me more often than not. He suddenly pulled back, and that's when I realized...I couldn't breathe! I drug in huge lungfuls of air, until my body was satisfied that I had enough oxygen to begin again. Kiba, too, looked like he was having a hard time breathing; he was panting loudly, but he wore a triumphant smile.

He smirked suddenly, and my body flew off of his to land unceremoniously back onto the ground. I blinked, wondering what had just happened, when I felt Kiba's body pressing on top of me. I looked up to see him smiling down at me, his arms planted on either side of my head. He lowered his body more fully onto mine, pressing me farther into the blankets, but I didn't mind. The sudden weight had my body on fire, and it was all flowing to one certain point in between my thighs. It burned, and I shifted my legs, inadvertently moving his core closer to my already heated one. I gasped, and he claimed my mouth once more, instantly darting his tongue past my lips to play with mine again.

I suddenly felt a new heat, and I shifted my gaze to see his hand slowly trailing back down to my hips, where they stopped. His mouth left mine, only to reappear in the crook of my neck, where he placed gentle kisses before flicking his tongue out to taste my heated flesh. The feeling was simply glorious, and I shifted my head, baring more of my neck for his exploration. He complied, taking slow, teasing laps down to my collar bone, and back up. His tongue was soon replaced, however, with his teeth as he grazed them just under my ear. I shivered in anticipation as he poised his sharp canines at the softest part of my neck. He then bit down, gently breaking the skin and sinking his teeth farther in. This time I couldn't hold back the scream of ecstasy, and a new heat flowed from his teeth into me. I clutched him firmly to me, bucking my hips in response to his tongue flicking out to taste me. A sudden feeling came over my body; a feeling that I now belonged to him, and to no one else. It was so sharp that I stilled, trying to contemplate exactly where it had come from. Kiba didn't notice however, continuing to lap up the trickling blood and to close the wound with one flick of his tongue.

He pulled back, looking very proud of himself and smiling a lazy, completely male, smile down at me. "Now then," he whispered into the silence, "are you still afraid?"

In answer, I wrapped my hands behind his neck and pulled him back down to me, claiming his mouth this time. He allowed it, pressing me even farther into the blankets as he reached down to gently begin inching the edges of my park up my thighs. I shifted my body for better access, and he bunched the material up to my hips, completely exposing my heated center wrapped in lacy black panties. He smiled, lifting one eyebrow. I blushed but reached down and sat up to help him remove the parka completely. My breasts bounced back into place and I sat looking at him as his gaze caressed my entire body. He reached out a tentative hand and brought it around my back, where he deftly unhooked my bra and threw it to the corner in one easy move.

I knew my human body was just as confusing and new to him as it was to me when he hesitated, looking down at my naked flesh and darting his tongue out to wet his lips. Slowly, he reached out and caressed my curves, starting at my bellybutton and working his way up until his knuckles gently brushed against the curve of my breast. With a move too quick for me to follow, he roughly shoved me back down and cupped my breasts in his large hands. I arched my back at his touch, pressing them more fully into his palms, and he began smoothing his fingers across their surface. Everywhere his fingers went, a trail of fire followed, warming me to my core and wrenching shivers from my needing body. He leaned forward then, and placed a kiss in between the two mounds of flesh, before shifting his head to the side to trace my left breast with his tongue. I gasped, shoving my hands into his hair and wrapping my fingers in the loose strands.

He didn't seem to notice as he licked back up to the top, where he found one pert bud waiting for him. He licked and teased it, all the while smoothing his fingers across the other, not wanting to leave it out. Finally, he released the now sensitive bud and shifted to the other, beginning again. Just when I was beginning to think I couldn't take it anymore and a roaring had started in my ears, he released me from his mouth. My breasts were left aching, wanting more of his touch and more of his heat. But he was done with them, instead choosing to move down to something more interesting. Before his fingers could reach the edge of my panties, I stopped him by tugging on his hair so that he was looking at me. I wagged a finger at him and pointed to his jeans, which still encased his lower body. He lifted one eyebrow, but when I wouldn't release my hold on his hair, he sighed and untangled my hand from his head. His body left mine, leaving the cold air to blow across heated skin and to tighten my rosy buds. He was soon back, however, already discarded of his pants. I smiled at his quickness, and didn't complain this time when he reached back down to hook his forefingers in the edges of my panties and slowly began pulling them down my legs to finally throw them over his shoulder.

In sudden modesty, I tried closing my legs, an embarrassed flush creeping over the skin of my face, but he stopped me with one hand, gently prying them back open. I gasped and grabbed his hair once again. "Kiba!"

He only smiled and lowered his face until I felt his warm breath blow across my heated center. I moaned and felt my thighs quiver. With one breath, he had my legs falling limp and open for him, and my body screamed at him to fill me. But he did something more than that. A gasp fell from my lips when I felt his tongue dart out teasingly to taste me. Others soon followed, and every one had me gasping and wanting more. He soon pressed closer, and darted past my lips to my core, where he swirled his tongue lazily. New sensations gripped my body, and every flick of his tongue had me flying to higher and higher levels of ecstasy, until something dangerous stirred inside me.

Just as I was starting to reach my high, his tongue disappeared, and I whimpered, lost and left wanting. My core ached with unfulfilled need. My body jerked, however, when he ran a lazy finger up my inner thigh and across my petals. I squeezed my eyes shut and threw back my head, teeth bared at this new sensation as he sunk not one, but two, fingers inside me. He began pumping, slowly at first, but becoming faster when excited whimpers and moans escaped my lips. A sudden, dazzling light exploded behind my closed lids and my body jerked upward from an unseen force of extreme pleasure. Kiba withdrew his fingers and let me ride out my first orgasm alone. When the high left me, my body went limp and fell back onto the blankets, and I was left panting, sweat drenching my forehead.

Kiba's shadow fell across my lids, and I opened my eyes to look up into his intimate stare. He was now laying on his side propped up with one arm, and his eyes were snapping at me with pure lust, and I began to wonder just how he'd kept himself from mounting me like a wild animal. He caressed my cheek with his hand, tucking the sweaty strands of my hair behind my ears and laying his fingers against my neck, right over the two puncture wounds of his mark. He watched his fingers as they smoothed over the two punctures, and a complicated look flashed across his face. I silently wondered what he was thinking.

But when he looked back at me, the clouds on his face disappeared, and only love was left to shine back at me. I smiled as well, and pulled him back down to me, claiming his mouth and licking his lower lip. When he pulled back, I took his bottom lip in between my teeth and pulled playfully. He chuckled and nipped me back, but withdrew his warmth from mine. My body suddenly took over, somehow knowing exactly what to do. I sat up and lovingly tapped my nose under his chin, bringing a smile to his face, before I turned away from him and planted my hands out in front of me, lifting my bottom up into the air and waving it teasingly. The animal pelts were soft and comforting against my knees, so I knew I wouldn't have nasty scratches to deal with later. I looked back over my shoulder and put on my best vixen face, but it was unneeded. Kiba's eyes were already glazed over with lust, and he came toward me. I looked away, but I knew when he was close, because his member brushed teasingly against my backside. This touch alone had me quivering, and he knew it.

He leaned forward and tucked my hair back behind my ears once again, exposing the skin of my neck for him. He deftly positioned himself behind me, and with one hard thrust he entered. I cried out, but my body moved for me when Kiba stilled at my agonized yelp, pushing back against his member and bringing him deeper into me. He groaned as my walls clenched his thick member, and he slowly pulled out until only the tip was left in. I whimpered, wanting him back, and I didn't have to wait long. He slammed forward once again, burying himself to the hilt and biting down on my neck to keep from moaning aloud. There was no pain, like I had been prepared for, only intense, delicious pleasure. I moaned as he pushed deeper inside me, stretching me to the point of breaking. I hadn't realized he was so big.

His pace was relentless, and each time I moaned he went a little faster, a little harder. I began to learn how to move with him to pull him in deeper, and the first time I tried it, I thought he would explode. His thrusts became erratic and a strangled cry fell from his beautifully sculpted lips. His fingers dug into my creamy hips and he pulled me hard against him, leaving me breathless.

He was soon back on track, plunging into me over and over, until finally, finally, that same cosmic pleasure began to build just under the surface of my skin, tightening it until I thought Kiba wouldn't be able to fit any more. I could tell it was affecting him just as much as me, because he was having to push harder and each time, he grunted, reaching out for his end as well.

With one final thrust, he sent us both over the edge, each of us crying the others name. I used what little strength I had left to keep myself on my hands and knees, my pants echoing in the small space. Kiba, as well, rested against me, trying to gain back his breath. When he did, he gently rocked against me once more before slowly pulling out. He sat back and watched, satisfied, as our mingled essence trickled down my creamy thighs. My second orgasm finally passed, and I let my body flop back onto the pelts, fully satiated and wanting nothing more than to sleep it off. Kiba lay down beside me, wrapping his arms around me and pulling my body against his, fitting me to his curves. I smiled and snuggled in closer, searching for his warmth. He draped one leg over me protectively before pulling up a blanket to shield us from prying eyes.

Sleep eluded me, however. That same feeling from before, when he bit me, still tingled in my skin and I shifted, turning in his arms so that my breasts were pressed against his chest and I was staring into his eyes. I lifted my hand and began trailing my fingers across his chin, contemplating what to say. He simply held me, staying quiet until I had my thoughts sorted out.

"Kiba...I feel something...well...I feel different. What's happening?"

He chuckled, his chest vibrating against mine. He leaned in to press a kiss to my brow. "What's happening is that you're mine. The only difference is," he cocked on eyebrow, "everyone else will know it too."

I was still confused by his answer, but I let it go, preferring instead to cuddle closer to him and let him gently caress my hair as my lids became to heavy to hold up, and I drifted away into a deep, deep sleep.

LoLpOpSiClE: Awwwwww, so cute! *wipes away tear* FINALLY! Haha, lol. Well, I apologize for the late update. I really thought I'd have plenty of time to write, write, write! *sigh* How wrong I was...well! No matter! I will write anyway! And at least this time I didn't leave you with too bad of a cliffhanger...well, it's not one, really, but oh well! XD Hoped ya'll enjoyed this chapter! I'll be back soon with another! And for all you newcomers, there's a special button down there that would like to be pressed! It's your best friend, you know :)