Disclaimer: I'll be honest, this story got inspired by the events of the Howling film. The first one. And requested by Gabeherndon305 to do this particular scene in the chapter right now. Amazingly, it's grown since then. And to Gabe, I'm happy to say, I finally got the chapter you wanted to read done.

Enjoy man.


Howling Moon


Chapter 3: The Night of Truth; Love at first Howl


Late that Night

After the Party

Everyone was crashed in Max and Pearl's house after the big celebration. Though it was even crazier with Mischa in there as she was a real party animal to say the least. Billy had been trying to flirt with her, much to the twins and Talissa's annoyance. But it was an overall good welcoming party for Pearl's cousin. Apparently also a big move in, as Talissa was moving in to help with Billy and the twins settle in together, along with Marielle as well. The twins though seemed a bit shy as Pearl was so drunk, she was beginning to take her clothes off, much to Amia's embarrassment as Aina encouraged it. Though before she could get her shirt and panties off, Pearl passed out as Max helped her, along with Mischa to help as well. Now everyone was just crashed in the house now.

Talissa and Mirabelle were sleeping on the couch at the moment with blankets. Aina and Amira were crashed on Max's bed, as they gave their mom a call and saying they were staying over at Pearl's place. Billy and the twins had one of the guest rooms for themselves, and Pearl was asleep in her bed, drunk and naked as she was bundled up. Though Max was showing Mischa out at the moment, as they were the only ones who some how didn't get drunk at all, despite how much they drank.

Though as he stood at the back way, he smiled nervously, "Sorry about the whole party thing. I mean it looked like you had fun, but it seemed things got way too rowdy."

"I liked it," Mischa said as she leaned against the wall with her knee up, "At least it was here and not in the middle of the forest with the junk left all over the forest. Thanks for letting me attend."

"Sure. But yeah, the forest seems like the best place for those wanting to party without getting kicked out from somewhere," Max said understanding where Mischa was coming from. Some people partied so hard in the forest that they left all the garbage behind for the animals to get into and become sick. "Wait, if you've seen anyone partying in the forest," Max said as he had a thought, "Do you attend the parties with them?"

"Not really," Mischa said as she tossed her hair up, "I just catch them, skin them, and use their bodies as scarecrows during summer." Max's eyes were wide in horror at her answer and how casually she said it. Then Mischa smiled and laughed. "I'm kidding! I'm sorry! I couldn't resist,," Mischa said while laughing, "But seriously, I just throw any garbage they leave behind back at them as they're leaving the forest."

"Sounds like a waste," Max said. But as the two stood there, Max had to wonder, 'Did it have to stop tonight.' During the whole party, he was for some reason drawn to her. She was pretty, but it was something else. Maybe... he just didn't want her to be alone. "Um, you know you could stay tonight, if you want," Max insisted.

"I'd like that," Mischa said with a sly smile as she approached him, "Thank you."

Max found his heart rate increasing as she approached him. The way she moved her body as she walked, the way her hair moved, and the smile she was giving him. It was as though she was the reincarnation of a goddess.

"There's not many beds, and um.." Max thought, but then snapped his fingers, "Wait. We've still got that bear skin rug you gave us," he said as he pointed to it. There and clearly, the rug was there on the floor, as he raced up, as he said, "Make yourself comfortable. I'll get some blankets and pillows." And went up the stairs.

Mischa smiled as she was indeed going to get comfortable. For him.


Upstairs

Max quickly got to the closet as he looked around carefully and found what he was looking for. He grabbed 3 thick blankets, and looked around enough to find two big body pillows. Though blinking he also grabbed a 4th blanket for the pillows to hold in place to make sure they wouldn't shift around. Though as he did this, he kinda blushed, 'Why do I feel like I'm setting up a lovers' bed for us? And why am I like this around her? Is it because she's alone like me with only a single friend? Because she's pretty? Or...' He shook his head as he shrugged, "Eh, doesn't matter. I'll figure it out later." And softly made his way back to the stairwell to the 4th floor. As he slowly made his way down there, he didn't notice the black dress near the door on the floor, as he gently walked down, "I managed to get us some pillows and blankets. I hope you're not too cold, but..." But then he stopped as he looked and almost went red with what he saw.

There, standing on the bare skin rug, legs spread and hands to her hips, was Mischa, completely naked with only her necklace as her garment, and smiling at him. Though this seemed not a mischievous or lustful smirk... she actually seemed to be shy for some reason. Even in her mind this was racing with oddness to her.

'What is wrong with me,' Mischa thought to herself, 'I've been naked around men before but this feels different. It's like the idea of him seeing all of me shouldn't happen so soon. But this has to be done.' "So... you like what you see," Mischa asked while blushing, "Or would you rather have me dressed in something more to your liking?"

Max blushed a bit as he nodded, "Um, yeah, I mean... welll..." He then looked away as he held up the blankets, "I can... set up the pillows for you, though if you're cold, you can grab a blanket." But then nodded, "But yeah... you're very beautiful, Mischa."

"Why thank you," Mischa said as she approached Max with his back turn. Then she pressed her front against his back making his heart skip a beat. "Aren't you quite the gentleman," she whispered in his ears, "Let me reward you."

Max was going through so many different emotions at the moment. The way she was talking to him, the feeling of her exposed body against his back, the sweet smell of nature on her like perfume, and her warm breath on the side of his head. It was enough to make anyone's hormones go out of control and he was struggling to keep himself in check.

She then gently pulled underneath his shirt, her bare hands tracing up his skin, as she quickly pulled his hoodie and shirt off, as he blinked, "Eh, Mischa? What..?"

"Isn't this going a little too fast," Max asked nervously, "I mean, we just met today."

"We only live once in this universe. Who knows what comes in the next one," Mischa said as she gently pushed Max onto the furs. She pounced as she was atop of him, straddling his pants with her bare legs and pelvis a she smiled, "We should make the most of this fated meeting."

Max blushed deeply, as he gently pushed her shoulders upward to push her away, "I just... I don't think I can." Mischa stopped just a few meters away from Max. He sighed in relief, "Thank you," he said as he looked away with his face glowing red, "I just fee-"

"...Why?"

Max's panicked face turned into one of surprise from Mischa's tone of voice change as he looked at her. She had a sad look in her eyes and she was pouted. 'Whoa... I didn't think she would take it that hard,' Max thought not expecting this reaction.

"Why don't you want to continue," Mischa asked in a voice that sounded like it was about to break, "Isn't this what lovers do? Isn't that what you want to do?"

Max's eyes widened in shock. Not just how she was describing it, but from the meaning of her words. 'Is she... She,' Max thought in surprise as his face turned red, 'Is she saying what I think she's saying?'

Even Mischa didn't understand. She had been naked around other men, and women. But for some reason... this was different now. "Do you want me to prove it to you by telling you," Mischa asked Max as her face turned red as she looked straight into his eyes while smiling warmly, "I know we've only known each other a few days, but it feels longer. And I don't care whether if people think this is too fast; you're strong, braver than what I think. You even show an adaptive intelligence that I didn't think possible. That and you're the only guy I've known that could stand me for more than 10 minutes. I love you, Max. So why should that matter?"

The room became silent as the echo of Mischa's confession filled the 4th floor's and the young man's mind.

Here was a girl he had just met that day, sitting next to him naked, telling him how strong he was, and admitting that she was in love with him. It felt like something out of a fairy tale that kids grew up listening to and imaging living that kind of life as well. But every kid learned that life wasn't like fairy tales.

'She does feel that way,' Max thought in silence, 'I... What do I say? I mean-' Before he could think of an answer, Mischa gasped as she covered her mouth and backed away from Max while the two continued to stare at each other. "Mischa," Max asked after finally finding his voice, "What's-" He lost his voice again when he saw something that made his heart twist in pain...

Mischa had tears forming in her eyes. "Oh. I see," Mischa said in a devastated voice, "That means this feeling is on sided. I should have realized it," She backed away, as she stated, "I should have realized I would be rejected. Even in this world…"

She then jumped off, grabbed one of the thicker fluffy blankets and just laid down on the rug, curled up like a cute caterpillar, with her back turned. Max heard sniffling, meaning she was really crying. Though thought of as a ploy for pity sex... Mischa was generally crying on this fact that Max didn't like her at all. Truth be told she was trying to seduce him, but the longer she got to know about him, the more she was drawn to him, not just physically. During the party he seemed nice and showed her around. In truth... she liked... no, loved being around him.

"Mischa, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that," Max said to her, "I like you. I mean, I think like you. I mean, I feel great around you, but I don't know if it's love or something else. Plus, there are tons of stories of people rushing into relationships like this and it rarely ends well. So, I'm not saying I don't like you. It just feels like it's going too fast. So fast that we might be making a mistake. One that destroys what we have now."

"I'm over 200 years old, so I don't think that matters when you're dead and dust," Mischa whimpered out, not caring about what she said.

Max wasn't sure what he heard. It sounded like she just admitted she was immortal. 'She must be heartbroken,' Max thought as she continued to cry, 'Either that or the years of isolation have had an effect on her mind. But what do I say to her to calm her down?'

Mischa pouted as she said, "This is one of several reasons why I hate humans." She then sniffled, "You're all too cowardly to take a chance. But you're all too ignorant to see anything."

"Well, you said it yourself, we only live one," Max pointed out, "Everyone has one life. One thing, even something as heartwarming as this can destroy some lives. Not that I'm saying you're like that. But you hear and see people who go through that all the time and they end up alone, destroyed, or dead." The two remained silent for a few minutes in the darkness. "Mischa... I'm not saying that I don't want to be with you," Max said breaking the silence, "I just... don't think I'm ready now."

Mischa then pouted, and then threw the blanket right in Max's face, as she stood up, and walked to get her dress as he fumbled to get it off him.

"You're just like everyone else. Scared to live," Mischa said as she put her dress back on, "A word of advice though. You keep playing it safe forever, and you end up missing out on life altogether. When you're ready to live, come and find me. If you don't, then stay away from the forest."

But Mischa then stopped as she stepped out, and then said, "No." She turned around, a bit tearful, but her words could cut through flesh more than Pearl's as she said, "I don't want to see you or anyone again. Stay in your land, and I'll stay in mine." And with that, closed the door as she walked away.

Max felt as though his heart had just been pulled out of his chest and thrown in the trash. He felt horrible for what had just happened. But the worst part was, he wasn't sure what hurt the most. What she said to him or the painful look on Mischa's face that he caused.

He got up and attempted to go after her, as he called, "Wait, Mischa! Mischa!" But opened the door, and blinked, to find that she was gone.

He couldn't hear her footsteps at all. It was as though she had just disappeared as quickly as she had appeared in his life. Max hung his head low in sadness and shame. "I'm sorry," he whispered as he closed the door, leaned on the door with his back, and sat on the floor with nothing but the darkness and his misery to keep him company.

Aaaroooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Another howl came in the air. But this time, it was different. Not only was it lonely, but somehow Max felt it was... sad.


The Next Morning

Pearl awoke with a yawn as she sat up, stretching herself out, not caring if she was naked as she walked about the house. She looked around, trying to find Max, and then thought of the last place was downstairs on the 4th floor. She gingerly walked down, nude and messy hair, as she spotted a lump on a bear skin rug. Max was asleep, curled up, and out of it. Pearl, got a mischievous idea as she snuck into his bed... but blinked as she felt his bare back. Though Max woke up as he felt breasts pressed up against him, and thought aloud as he turned around.

"What the," Max said as he looked to see Pearl there next to him. Normally, he would have freaked out about her being naked, but all he could feel was the pain from last night. It dulled all his other emotions leaving him with only the feeling of misery.

Pearl smiled, "Hey, Lover. You were amazing last night." This was an abrupt moment of teasing, but Pearl looked at Max with blood shot eyes, and asked, "Hey. Did you sleep at all last night? You look horrible."

"I... yes, I didn't sleep at all," Max said weakly and in a dull tone of voice. There was no emotion in his voice. Just emptiness.

Pearl leaned up as she asked, "Hey, you can tell me. What happened?"

Max looked away for a moment and then looked at her again. "Mischa and I had an argument," Max admitted, "She wanted to make love with me, but I thought it was too fast as we had just met. She took it as rejection and said I should just stay away from her. I tried to apologize, but she disappeared."

Pearl though... looked shocked at this, or was in shock. Max didn't know whether or not she'd kick him or yank his dick off like Bruce Willis did to the Yellow Bastard in Sin City. He gulped as he asked, "Eh... you okay, Pearl?"

"She-She wanted to go all the way... All the way," Pearl said in a trance as her emotions went wild within her, "I'm sorry to hear that..." 'WHY THAT VILE, SEX CRAZY, HERMIT,' Pearl shouted in her mind, 'Not only did she want to have Max's child, but now she's breaking his heart with guilt! She's attempting to manipulate him!'

Pearl shot up, as she stomped up the stairs, "I'm going to get dressed! And meet that She-Bitch at her own home turf! You're gonna take me there, Max!"

Max gulped, "Eh, I'm not so sure...!"

"YOU'RE TAKING ME!"

Her scream nearly echoed throughout the house, while Max gulped, "I dunno who is more loud or emotional among those two."


40 Minute Later

Max was leading Pearl up to the cabin, while Pearl was huffing at this, as she groaned, "Why... does she... have to... live this far... from here?"

"Where else would a hermit live," Max said to her, "Look, this is a bad idea. She doesn't want to see me right now. It's better if I just leave her alone, give her some time to think and talk to her when we're both calm. This is just going to cause more heartache."

"Well, I'm not the one who dumped her like a sack of potatoes. So she'll talk to me," Pearl stated, as she passed Max, and walked to the cabin and knocked. Very hard, "Hey, Hermit Skank! It's me! We need to talk!"

Though no answer.

"I know you're in there, Mischa," Pearl exclaimed as she banged the door again, "Come out here!" Still no answer.

"Pearl, let's just go," Max said not wanting to make things even worse, "She doesn't want to talk to either of us." Pearl didn't answer as she stared at the door for a moment.

"Mischa," Pearl said in a sweet voice, "If you don't come out, we can't sort this whole thing out. That's what friends do. We talk about our feelings and find ways to settle arguments without violence."

Max gained a deadpan expression at Pearl's attempt to trick Mischa out of her cabin. "Pearl... you don't really expect that trick to work," Max said in a deadpan tone of voice, "You saw that in a Simpsons episode and Bart didn't fall for that."

Pearl gritted her teeth for a moment before banging on the door again. "You get out here right now" Pearl shouted in anger, "There's no way I'm letting you break my friend's heart just because you didn't like the answer he gave you!"

"Technically, I'm the one that broke her heart," Maxi implied.

"Doesn't matter," Pearl said calmly, until she slammed her fist on the door knocking, and screaming out, "OPEN UP!"

Suddenly, whooshing passed them, going past their heads, a menacing looking Native American battle axe was lodged between them, startling them both. They turned around to see Mischa there, not in her black dress but in baggy overalls that did cover her chest, but didn't wear anything else, had her hair up in a ponytail, slightly covered in blood, and was dragging with her a dozen bucks. Deer not money. And yes, they were all male.

And she didn't look too happy, as she sighed, "Damn, I missed."

Max and Pearl looked at the axe and back at the ticked-off Native American girl as she glared at them. She was the exact opposite of the previous day. Now she looked like a completely different person who saw any person near her home as dead meat.

She walked up to the door, passed them, and grabbed the axe out with ease not even flinching. She then walked back to the door, showing off her bare backside, but not even so much as flinching or teasing. She then dragged the carcasses over to a work bench area shaded from the sun as the two followed. She then pulled up the first carcass on the table, and asked, "What do you want? Say your business while I'm not attacking you." And then took a knife and gutted the beast as she began to pull out the organs.

Max and Pearl didn't know what was worse. The sight of the deer being gutted right before their eyes like a frog being dissected in science class, Mischa's cold attitude towards them, or the axe almost hitting either of their heads.

She then stabbed her knife in the table, as she grabbed a cleaver, and said, "If you won't talk then leave."

Pearl got huffy and stomped towards her while carving up the deer carcass, "I heard about what you did with Max last night, Mischa!"

Mischa pulled out the guts as she began to skin it, not taking her eyes off the target, "And? Did he also tell you what happened?"

"Yeah, he said no. And now you're all huffy about it," Pearl shot out, while Max was sweating in the back. "Jeez, why are you getting so frustrated on this?!"

"Why do you care," Mischa asked, as she managed to begin segmenting some meat off the ribs. "This is a big chance for you."

Pearl and Max, especially Max, seemed confused on this, as she asked, "What are you talking about?"

"And she plays dumbs at this," she narrated to herself, as she worked to get the antlers off, "I'm talking about why you didn't confess to him then. You two have known each other for so long, why didn't you say you love him?"

Pearl's face was now glowing red from a mixture of anger and embarrassment. Max noticed that as well but thought it was just Pearl being angry at the accusation.

Mischa huffed, "Yeah, don't go berating me." She then yanked off a drum leg on the side to carve later, "So do me a favor and just leave."

Max felt even more horrible. He had made the nicest girl he had ever become cold and withdrawn even though he didn't mean to. He knew that he should do what she said and leave. "You know... I thought you were actually a pretty good person," Pearl said getting Max's attention as he was about to start walking away, "But now I see I was wrong. You blame Max for saying no even though you ignored his feelings about how quickly you were escalating things. I don't know how you were raised out here, but in modern society, that way of thinking usually bites someone in the ass! If you tried to live in today's society, you would be on the street, conned out of everything you had, or simply dead in an alleyway! Just as I wouldn't last a day out here living as you do! So we'll take your advice and leave you alone. But ask yourself this, when you tried to sleep with Max, were you doing it for his happiness, or ignoring him just to satisfy your own?"

Mischa stopped what she was doing. She kept her back turn to them and remained silent as Pearl waited for an answer. Her silence only confirmed Pearl's accusation. Max was stunned by Pearl's speech as well. She was going so far to defend him.

"I didn't think so," Pearl said with disappointment in her voice, "Love and trust goes both ways. But right now, all I see is a lonely girl who only thinks about herself. Come on, Max. We'll honor her request." Pearl stepped forward, took Max's arm, and began to walk away from Mischa's home.

Mischa didn't say anything, but she was genuinely happy to be with him. If anything, she wanted Max to be happy. And apparently... he wouldn't be happy with her if he came to regret it. And that... was what made this moody.


In Town

At Pearl's Diner, she was still working on getting it ready for business. Max was helping by whipping a table. He felt good that Pearl was a true friend for sticking up for him. But he still felt bad for Mischa who was now all alone and simply didn't know how to interact with others due to her living alone for so long. "Pearl, thanks for earlier," Max said with a slight smile, "But don't you think you were a little harsh on Mischa?" Pearl scoffed at his question. "Not really. If she thinks sex is the way to make you happy, then she doesn't know you that well," Pearl said to him, "If anything, I'm starting to think that nice girl you introduced me too was just an act to get laid. If she really cares for you, she'll know what she has to do. If not, then she won't be getting any holiday cards from us."

Max chuckled, "Yeah, and the fact that she said you had feelings for me was just another ploy." He chuckled, "As if, right? Best friends for life."

Pearl blushed at his comment but kept it hidden from him. She did have feelings for him but now didn't seem like the best time to bring them up. Still, his words hurt her a little on the inside. "You know it," Pearl said with a forced grin, "Now come on, this diner isn't going to build itself."

After an hour later, the whole place was well cleaned up and set up for business. Everyone was starting to come in for coffee and leisure. Max was currently in the back as he sighed in relief.

'The place looks pretty good now,' Max thought to himself as he admired the results of today's work, 'At least now, Pearl and I have a steady income to help with buying food at home.'

For the first time since this morning, he actually felt better about what happened earlier.

But still… it nagged him on how he had treated Mischa. He had to make things right. Though unbeknownst to him… that night was a full moon.


Late That Night

It was a relatively warm moonlit night within the forests of the Northwestern United States.

Max, who had been feeling a bit anxy this entire time since moving to the Isles, decided to go on a moonlit walk. Not sure if what was going on with him, but he knew something was awakening in him. Didn't know if it was pueberty, gas, or if he was too hyped on caffeine, but something called him out in the moonlit night. The forest were nice and clean for him, ever since he trekked through the forest. It was also where he met Mischa. He felt it was a bit wrong for him to say that to her, that he didn't like her when she wanted to sleep with him after the party. In truth, he felt guilty and wanted to find her to apologize. He just hoped she was in a listening mood. Though oddly, the moonlight wasn't the only thing that illuminated the forest. He saw a fire not too far, and walked to it to investigate. Once he was there though, he was a bit surprised to see Mischa there, sitting by it and wearing the same dress she wore when in town. He sighed as he knew that this was gonna come through some how. He walked over, though it caught the attention of the Native American girl, as she turned a bit surprised to him. He stopped as he awkwardly waved to her, "Eh, hi, Mischa. Listen, I..."

Mischa just approached him. "You what?" She asked somewhat seductively. There was a hint of flirtation in her voice as she said that, but it was also a friendly one too.

He sighed as he took a deep breath, and asked, "I was wondering if we could talk... about how i acted to you when you... you know."

Mischa sat him down. "I'm willing to listen. And it's alright," she replied

He sighed as he said, "As much as meeting today the first time, and wanting to sleep like that, it kinda made me worried that things were going too fast." But then looked to her as he said, "But ever since meeting you... things have been a bit out of whack. As odd and strange as you are... I do think you're an amazing person." Mischa blinked a bit, oddly that after coming on to him like that, she was certain she lost her chance, but then asked, hopefully, "So... you do like me?" "Yeah," Max shrugged, but then said, "Though honestly, I'm a bit confused on why I feel like this. It's so quick and I'm attracted to you. Though I know I shouldn't be so quickly, but... honestly... " He smiled as he looked to her, "I can't be without you."

Mischa then gave him a quick kiss. "Nor can I," she purred

But then he gently held her as he asked, "Wait." She blinked, looking hurt and confused, as he asked her, "You sure? I don't want you to regret your first time with me."

Mischa nodded.


(Lemon Begin)


He smiled, as he held her cheeks, and leaned in to kiss her, of which she gently wrapped her arms around his neck. For her, this was perfect; getting him close to change him. But oddly, something about him... made her forget the plan, and just want to enjoy this. They pulled apart for a moment, as she gently helped him pull off both his shirts, showing his small muscled chest to which she gently ran her hands on as she couldn't help but admire his body.

He then reached down and undid the strap belt holding her dress together, as she undid his pants, as both stood up. With her pulling down both his pants and underwear, while he gently pulled down her dress. Now both were naked, with only the warmth of the fire warming them, as both admired their nude forms. But both didn't say anything as they leaned in and began to make out again, this time feeling the warmth of the fire on their skin and their warmth on one another. Max didn't understand but he wanted to keep going; this girl having some kind of spell on him that made him want her now. Mischa, on the other hand, wanted this, but for some reason... she was loving him, for real. There was something about Max that seemed odd, but it drew her to her, made her want to be with him more than ever than just a recruit. She wanted to be loved and be with him as an equal.

The two of them continued in their fit of passion as they intertwined their bodies together. Each reveling in the feeling of the other's flesh, as smooth and/or as silky as the sheets of silk

Max quickly scooped her up in hs arms, as he gently laid her down on the grass, as they continued to make out, with him on top. Not even noticing the full moon was coming out. Though as Mischa was loving every moment, she felt on his back... hair.

Max could also feel her rear gain what felt like a tail as he caressed her

Though both opened their eyes to see each other's eye color change... to yellow, and their faces growing furrier as well.

Teeth also jutted out from their jaws, resembling fangs and their feet became almost like paws

Max blinked as he and she were both in confusion, that she was a werewolf. And that she had yet to bite him to turn him. "What the... ?" Max asked, "Mischa? What are...?" But before Mischa could answer, Max shook his head, "Ah, hell. I'm only gonna have one shot." and then proceeded to continue making out with her.

As he continued, she then delivered a friendly love bite as well as she sank her fangs into his shoulder.

He did the same, by slipping in his throbbing and still growing red cock into her pussy, making her moan in esctasy as she felt his girth growing in her.

Max continued with his deep kissing and held her in his embrace. Then, the transformation started

His feet grow to become hind feet, while his fingers and toes grew out black claws, all the while he still humped her, with her legs wrapped around him. Her feet grew into wolves' feet as well while her curled up toes grew black claws.

A tail came out from him and both of them grew pointed ears

Max pulled Mischa in closer, with his ice white and sky blue furred arms as he pressed her to him, while he humped her, making her love every second of it as she wanted this so bad.

Mischa loved this too. And she was ready for more as well

He was beginning to thrust harder, as the changes grew more, with their ears pointing up and relocating on their heads as they do. Mischa was loving how big he was inside of her, making her feel loved. In her long life, she never felt this, but loved it. She loved him, as her tail began to fluff and grow long, as it wagged from it so much.

At that point, both could feel orgasms coming about too, and they were reaching the height of ecstasy.

Though at that time, both had completed their changes.

Aaaroooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Both let out a loud howl of delight.


(Lemon End)


The Next Morning

Max and Pearl's Place Bottom Floor Max was sleeping cozy with the furs atop him, while he felt something warm nuzzled into his chest and front.

"Huh? What is that?" He wondered until he saw who was on him

Mischa was sleeping up to him, cuddling looking rather cute as she did. She even smiled as she snuggled up to him more as she moaned, "Oh Max... my mate..."

Max was surprised at first but then he remembered what had happened, and he only smiled as he caressed her

She then rubbed against him as she moaned, "Take me again... my werewolf Alpha."

Max blinked as he heard that, "Werewolf Alpha?" Mischa suddenly stirred as she looked up, drooling and smiling at him as she was still half-asleep, "Mornin;'"

Max looked down. "Morning."

Mischa though blushed, as she suddenly shot up, grabbing her clothes, as she quickly got dressed, "There's a lot I should figure out." Max blinked as he asked, "Wait, I thought..." She turned around, as she tied her dress back on, as she said, "Oh no, It's not that." She blushed at him as she softly smiled, "Honestly, you were amazing. Truly amazing. I just... never expected you to be one already."

Max blinked, "Wha?"

She sighed as she shook her head, "Why is it the one guy I want to be with, so cute, so amazing in bed... so dumb?" She then opened the door and winked, "Don't worry. I'll figure things out. And tonight... I'm gonna rock your world again." And then closed the door as she bolted back to the forest, leaving a clueless Max just sitting there.

"What just happened?" Max thought to himself.


Next Chapter: The Wolf Awakened, the Numbers Grow; A New Pack Born