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>Out hunting behind property in the colonial era

>Just before winter so need to bag something

>Something bags you instead

>Get jumped by albino werewolf

>She, VERY much a she at this distance, is hunting for something else

>What happens next you wouldn't dare repeat even in a confessional

>Left having to run back to the house with your clothes in tatters and your dignity somewhere back in the woods

>Few weeks pass

>Temperature dropping outside

>Want to write it off as some freak thing

>Go out the back door one day

>And the white beast is sitting right there by the door

>Doesn't seem to react to your outburst

>Or you screaming at her to leave

>It takes you going for your rifle to get her to bolt

>She's back the next day

>This goes on for a few days until suddenly she shoots pasts you into the house

>She's not attacking you

>She doesn't seem particularly thrilled with you and you the same but she's not attacking you

>There's a werewolf in your house now

>And you don't know what to do

>She keeps her distance from you but doesn't want to leave the house either

>her eyes stay locked on you any time you enter the same room she is

>you're not sure if it's a general mistrust in you or a fear that you're going to go for the rifle again the second she lets her guard down

>not that you planned to

>she seemed content to camp out the living room couch the first night

>looked like an oversized dog honestly

>you had the master bedroom door lock just in case

>you woke up the next morning to find her raiding the pantry

>the second you tried to intervene you were greeted by a flash of bared teeth and a growl

>you opted to let her enjoy her breakfast as you made your own

>it was quiet for a minute

>up until you spotted her eying you from across the living room

>no noise no motion

>just staring at you

>with breakfast complete you went to go get dressed for some brief outdoors work

>just some firewood chopping

>you were going to have to go hunting again since your previous attempt was unceremoniously cut short by your uninvited guest

>speaking of her while getting dressed you looked over and nearly jumped out of your skin you realized she had followed you through the house, again, silently and was right behind you in the bedroom

>once again she didn't react to your outburst or your insistent shouting for her to get out

>in fact she seemed more interested in the master bed one she noticed it hopping on top of it and continuing her observation of you from her new perch

>once you were dressed you stepped out and once again were followed by the ivory beast

>all the way outside

>she left you alone as you worked on the logs

>she'd disappear for a few minutes but every she'd reappear in your line of sight

>not too hard to spot her ivory fur among the brown leaves though you had to admit she was surprisingly quiet for her size

>It'd explain how she snuck up on you during your first meeting

>she's back on your tail when you go to re-enter the house

>once again the amount of stealth something her size is capable of was unsettling

>You tried to spend your free time reading

>the keyword being tried anytime you went more than five minutes reading you'd catching her glancing over your shoulder

>you weren't entirely sure if she could read or was just trying to figure out what you were doing sitting in the chair

>Lunch time eventually rolled around and mercifully it was less hectic than breakfast

>There was some beef left over you were able to toss her was she readily scarfed down while you stuck to some cider

>still your meat reserves were getting low

>you needed you hunt to restock soon or else you were ran the risk of getting running out of supplies on the middle of winter

>doubly so now that you had a rather voracious guest that didn't seem keen on leaving

>The evening got a bit interest

>You caught her trying to operate the back door knob

>After a minute of trial and error she seemed to get the mechanics down and let herself out

>Too bad she didn't have the decency to shut it behind herself

>you wanted to you'd be lucky and she was gone for good

>but at this point you knew better

>sure enough right around dinner time as you were preparing some stew you heard something fumbling with the back door

>a moment later and the ivory werewolf was in doorway

>no point being hostile

>Without a word you offered her a bowl of beef stew

>She took it gave it a few tentative sniffs before lapping at it with enthusiasm

>When it came time to settle in though things too a turn

>She beat you to the bedroom and pounced on the bed

>you tried to bring up the couch, but you got shot a death glare

>she'd discovered a mattress and wasn't going to give it up

>you didn't want to crawl onto the couch but at the same time you were scared to get too close to her

>still...

>you approached the bed

>her eyes locked onto yours

>her expression blank and unreadable like usual

>you took another step forward

>her teeth flared

>the hair on your neck stood up

>it was time for the test

>mustering whatever willpower you had you took another step towards the bed

>she was still growling but making no other moves beyond that

>you were now at the side of the bed

>you were just out of what was probably her striking range

>slowly you reached a hand out

>the growl was reaching the loudest it had been

>some small part in the back of your head was starting to work out how you were going to operate without a left hand

>and then, your hand made contact with her shoulder

>and you rubbed it

>the growling went up in pitch for a second before it lowered, slowed in rhythm, and then stopped

>her eyes started to look around confused at the display

>did she not understand the concept of affection?

>her body seemed to finally relax after a minute

>you start to ease into the bed, and she did little more than edge to the other side

>those eyes still locked on

>until finally, with a defeated sounding huff, she shut them, seemingly going to sleep

>you did it

>you somehow managed to get back into your bed and not lose your hand in the process!

>before you yourself turned in for the night you took a second to look her over now that you were up close

>Her head had surprisingly silky looking hair flowing down her back

>fine soft fur adorning the rest of her body

>though that didn't excuse the ebon claws at the end of her fingers that shredded his last pair of clothes in a blind

>and there was also-

>wait

>she had a bit of a curve in her belly

>did she really eat that much out of your pantry?

>wonder if she'd-

>you went to poke it

>but just as you went to, she rolled over facing away from you

>and taking all the covers with her

>so much for that

>The morning finally came

>Surprisingly you managed to wake up before your ivory partner

>In her sleep she had unraveled her blanket cocoon and had rolled back towards you

>the mystery bump exposed

>you bit your lip

>could you get away with it?

>after mulling it over for a second you slow stuck your hand out

>part of you was expecting it to feel soft

>she had ransacked your pantry

>your palm made contact with it

>something was off

>besides her fur it wasn't soft or had any give to it

>it was almost...firm

>this didn't make sense

>wait

>what she did to you out in the woods

>the time gap between then and now

>the crazy appetite

>the bump itself

>you put two and two together

>you slipped out of your mental processing to realize there was a pink eye open and staring at you

>touching her and woken her up

>she didn't look mad

>in fact, she looked like she wasn't moving or breathing, like she was waiting on his reaction

>you took a deep breath

>"Is...that?"

>she gave a slow nod

>you weren't sure what to say

>your eyes drifted down to your palm still on her belly

>instead, you gave it few gentle rubs

>then you heard a sound, but it was something you hadn't heard before

>THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP

>You had to look up to see what it was

>it was her tail wagging against the bed

>it seemed your message of approval was received

>"So, how about breakfast?"

>More wagging

End of Part 1

>A month had passed since the albino werewolf had ventured into your home

>You'd taken to calling her "Ivory"

>She didn't really react beyond turning her head towards you when you did so, but it was something

>More than something was what was going on with her middle

>You were still having to wrap your head around

>You kid, or kids, you weren't sure

>Tucked in a werewolf

>The absurdity was palpable

>But you'd come to accept there were worse ways and partners and ways to spend you winter with

>There was just one hang up

>Turned out feeding yourself and a pregnant werewolf took a toll on your meat reserves given you'd only really planned and stored around feeding yourself

>And while you weren't snowed in just yet, the weather was cold enough for it to happen any day

>You were gonna have to go out and hunt

>Ivory was in pursuit as you opened up the closet

>You threw on your thickest jacket and grabbed your rifle

>The second action had Ivory tense up for a second out of the corner of your eye but she seemed to understand you weren't trying to evict her

>you approached the back door

>you looked back to see her eyeing you quizzically

"Ready for a hunt?"

>The message apparently got across because her fluffy tail started wagging

>you opened the door and stepped out with your companion not far behind

>Yep, it was definitely cold out

>Even in the thick jacket it was sapping you bad

>Ivory wasn't fazed it seemed

>Guess that was the perk of having a fur coat

>You two had more or less picked a direction and just started walking

>or was it galloping in her case?

>after a minute though, she started moving a head of you

>You weren't sure though she didn't seem to be letting the belly she was sporting slow her down

>Every few paces, she'd take a sniff of the ground and adjust her course

>though soon her pace would start to quicken

>next thing you knew, she was going at a full sprint

>You were so busy tracking her you weren't looking ahead

>when you did though, stopped

>just a few paces across the way was a buck

>frozen in terror by the onrushing white beast

>you didn't even have time to shoulder your rifle before Ivory launched herself at the deer and knocked it to the ground with a full body tackle

>what came next, you had to avert your eyes for

>you tried to approach with your knife out, on the off chance you might be able to harvest some cuts of meat-

>Nope! A gore smeared muzzle snapped back at you with its teeth bared before resuming her grizzly feast

>this was her kill and you'd have to get your own

>you didn't take it personally

>she was eating for more than one

>making a note what direction she was with your compass you set out, trying to see if your luck would hold out while the sun was still up

>Sadly, you didn't have the hearing or sense of smell of a wolf

>Just the absolute imperative that you had to find SOMETHING this hunt to help stock the pantry

>Still, wasn't making this any easier

>The sun was drifting over the horizon above you and the cold wind was biting at you the whole time you walked

>you didn't want to give up, but-

>a twig cracked behind you

>you snapped around, ready to deal

>It was Ivory

>Still gore smeared, but look much more content going off her sitting posture and wagging tail

>Maybe she'd still be willing to help...

>You pointed to your nose, then to the ground while making a walking motion before pointing back to her

>she tilted her head for a second before she seemed to put two and two together, going back to all fours and sniffing around

>after a second of circling, she took off in almost a whole other direction than you were headed in

>sure enough a few minutes later and she stopped

>a slightly smaller deer grazing what little grass was left

>Ivory didn't pounce on this one

>Instead, she was looking to you

>It seemed you'd have to make the first move

>Taking a knee, you cocked your rifle and aimed right behind it's front leg

>you noticed Ivory had hunched down, ears folded back and wincing

>she was already anticipating the loud bang

>just had to land this one shot...

>you squeezed and let the shot loose

>the deer flinched for a second and tried to flee

>the white wolf launched over you and prevented its escape

>she intercepted it, pinned it, and latched onto its neck till the life left it

>you carefully approached

>you looked to it and back to her

"Thank you"

>She gave a nod

>Carefully, you attached a rope to its back legs and started to haul it back

>there was still some sunlight left to get it home

>You had just enough time to skin and carve up the deer before the sun left the horizon and make the cold entirely unbearable

>Ivory had the courtesy to sit alongside you while you worked rather than abandon you for the comfort and warmth of the estate

>Either that or the insulation her fur provided was just that good, you weren't sure

>When the two of you did enter though, you tried to make a point to clean off as much of the blood off her fur as you could

>Sure she whined and pouted through a lot of it, but at least she wasn't actively attempting to bite you

>she did look exhausted though

>Once she was about as clean as you were going to be able to get her, you figured it was high time to call it a night

>An undressing later and you were in bed

>though a moment later you felt something fluffy and heavy land across you

>you looked over to find she had more or less flopped sideways on the bed, her arm landing on your chest and her chin resting on your head

>well...you sure as hell weren't going to be cold tonight

>You eased into the white fur and dozed off

>when you woke the next morning, however something was off

>you weren't resting against fur anymore

>it was soft, but not fur soft

>more like smooth, almost like skin-

>Your eyes snapped open and you looked over

>What you saw caused you to shout and launch out of the bed

>Where Ivory was sleeping was a pale human woman with white lying naked

>at your outburst she groaned and sat up, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes

"Who are you!? What is the meaning of this!?"

>She didn't answer

>She seemed more unamused than anything else

>And then she cracked an eye open

>A pink one

>Wait a minute

>Long pale flowing hair, pink eyes, it was almost like she was-

>Albino...

>You looked down

>Sure enough nestled in her lap was a telltale bump

>You looked back up

"Ivory?"

End of Part 2

>The pale human didn't respond

>she did however raise an eyebrow at having her apparent name called

>she gave a yawn and a stretch before unceremoniously hopping up out of bed

"Wait, where are you going?"

>She didn't respond

>She seemed more focused on heading for the main portion of the house

>Effectively streaking in the process

"You can't go around the house like that!"

>Still no response

>She wasn't even looking at you

>Something seemed to have caught her attention

>She had spotted the full body mirror at the front of the bedroom

>She seemed enamored with her reflection

>or perhaps disgusted with occasional grimace she gave

>she'd apparently never seen her human half before

>she messed with her white strands of hair and at least once cupped her breasts before you had to avert your eyes

>Mercifully it came to an end when her swollen stomach growled

"Sounds like it's time for breakfast"

>There was a pause as she looked down

>"...Bekkfust"

>You blinked

>So she COULD speak

"Yep, lets get you something to eat"

>"Bekkfust"

>If it were spring or summer you'd break out the eggs

>with winter on your door you'd have to settle for sausage and venison steaks

>this wasn't the first time you had made breakfast around her

>but doing so with a naked lady standing behind you was a bit...unnerving

>at least she didn't seem mad or impatient

>finally you had her plate ready and sat it on the table

>she mimicked you sitting down in the chair

>but the imitations stopped there as you looked down to grab your utensils then looked back up

>Ivory had taken her steak in both hands and was currently gnawing on it

"Hey!"

>She stopped

>For the first time she actually looked like she had legitimately messed up

>for a moment you considered trying to show her how to use a fork and knife

>but honestly she was probably starving and eating for...well you weren't sure

"Eh, nevermind"

>With the tension relieved she went back to munching on her meal

>happily swaying a little as she did so

>Before long breakfast was complete

>her plate was completely clear on any trace of food

"Gonna want seconds, Ivory?"

>She tilted her head at the last part

>she recognized the word or at least seemed to

"Yes, that's your name" you said pointing

>Well ok, you didn't know for sure it was her name but it's what you called her

>she paused before pointing at herself

>"Iiii...vooor...eee" she parroted

"Yes!"

>another pause

>then she pointed at you

"Mine?"

>Another headtilt

"Aaron"

>"...Aaaaa..rrooon"

"Yep!"

>For the first time you saw a bit of a smile form on her face

"Well, I'll see about making some more-"

>"Aa-ron"

>You turned around

>without making a sound she had gotten up and cleared the distance from the table to you

>She looked like she was struggling to say something but lacked the words

>made sense since she only knew two words

>Right?

>Then out of nowhere, she grabbed your hand and placed it on the pale orb that was her belly

>You didn't have to wait long to realize the meaning

>Something moved under your palm

>you froze

>she was now beaming

>"Arr..on's"

>You had the goofiest slack jawed smile on your face

>Her brow furrowed a little as her mouth opened again

>"Doooon't....want...tooo...wander...aloooone...any...more"

>She looked you in the eyes with her pink ones

>"Want...to be...with...you"

>Was she actually shying away from you?

>This thing that you had seen shred a deer like it was paper

>You put a hand under her chin, bringing her face back towards her

"You don't have to wander alone anymore"

>She looked to try and show some affection

>But stopped when she realized that mouth open and tongue primed licking probably wasn't the "human" way to do so

>you closed the gap and instead kissed her on the lips

>she paused to process the information after you broke contact before she returned with a much more passionate one in kind

>This time when she broke of this kiss however something was different

>was that fur?

>All at once you heard what sounded like bones cracking and sinew stretching as her body erupted in white fur

>in a flash the Ivory you were starting to know was replaced with the bestial one you'd been accompanied to towering over you

>Despite the transformation you just blinked

"Wait, could you have done this whole time?"

>Surprisingly, she shook her head no

>More over, she pointed to the empty plates on the table

>It took you a second to piece it together

"Not without food first"

>She nodded

>Then out of nowhere she grabbed your handed and hurriedly guided you up towards the master bedroom

>So much for wanting seconds

>Once inside, she let go of your hand, doubled back and shut the door

>You were half expecting her to lock it but it never came

>instead she darted past you and flopped onto the bed on her back

>What was she-?

>And then parted her legs

>You were a bit taken aback

>She looked back at you from over the display

>There was a strange look in her eyes

>There was anticipation there but something else too

>Was it...worry?

>About?

>And then it started to all click in your head

>You had both more or less just confessed your love for each other

>Your first encounter was a bit of a "one-sided" affair

>And now she was trying to start over on more even footing

>Or you were entirely wrong and she just wanted a rhomp while not minding being bottom

>After a moment, you made your answer clean

>You dropped your pants and closed the gap

>You weren't sure how well you could service a werewolf

>you grabbed her legs and hiked them up

>but you sure as hell were going to try!

End of Part 3

>Despite the harsh winter life was surprisingly good

>you had a large werewolf following you around the house at pretty much all hours

>well trying to follow you

>the pups were weighing her down enough that she spent a good bulk of her free time slumbering on the bed

>she was getting near her end point

>you knew it and she did too

>even still there was one hang up

>every so often you'd catch her whimpering at the door

>even with there being a layer of snow everywhere

>maybe she was getting a little stir crazy in the house?

>you assumed she wasn't planning to go drop the kids out in the wilderness

>you both locked eyes

>she was putting on her best puppy dog eyes

"You reeeeally want to go out in that?"

>she gave a few excited nods

>you sighed

"Alright, let me grab my gloves"

>Excited tail wagging

>You never thought you'd see a wolf act like a puppy in the snow

>Nevermind a werewolf

>and yet here you were

>Watching Ivory rolling around in the white snow like it was flour more than the biting cold it was to you

>a thing that you had seen eviscerate a deer in seconds

>it was a bit jarring to say the least

>she wiggled flat on her back against the snow for a minute before she stopped moving

>tentatively you approached

>surely she wasn't taking a nap out here

>just as you close the gap enough to notice her eyes were still open she flung an arm up and tagged you in the face with a clump of snow

>you recoiled as she let out an excited yelp and rolled back over onto her hands and feet

>you both had a stare down

>could you bring yourself to retaliate against your pregnant werewolf

>she threw another glob of snow at you

>yes, yes you could

>you leaned down and started rolling a snowball

>another yelp and she started to bolt

>she didn't get far as you pelted her in the side

>she immediately pivoted directions and was now barreling towards you

>uh oh

>you quickly rolled another smaller snowball and tossed it

>she dodged to the right and slashed a hand into the snow and launched it upwards and she continued lumbering forwards

>a moment later you were both point blank and she pounced you into the snow

>you both stared at each other for a moment panting

>until, she licked you on the nose

>you both smiled at each other

>until a noise off to the side caught her attention

>you looked over to you right and went wide eyed

>someone was watching you two

>It was one of the neighbors from down the road

>he was staring in abject horror as the two of you stared back

>did he think Ivory was trying to maul you?

>without a word or warning the man turned and bolted

>Ivory immediately hopped off you and went to chase after him

>the snarl escaping her showing her intent

>you scrambled to stand upright

"Ivory! No!"

>She skidded to a halt and looked back at you

>A worried look in her eyes

>Still, you held firm

>You weren't going to let her be whatever the monster that man thought she was

>slowly she came back towards you

>when you did you rubbed the side of her head

"It'll be ok" you assured her

>she rested her head against your thigh

>you looked back up towards where the man ran off to down the road

>at least that's what you were telling yourself

>with your snowball fight and outdoor activities more or less concluded the two of you went back inside

>you hung up your snow gear while Ivory shook off any remaining snow that clung to her fur

>you tried to make some apple cider and read

that evening but something felt off

>Ivory was curled up by the chair next to you

>She seemed on edge too

>Was it what happened outside?

>Something else?

>You scratched the top of her head and her ears

>she groaned and nuzzled your hand

>the moment was shattered however by the sound of shouting outside

>Ivory's head shot up as you stood up

>you looked out the nearest window

>your eyes went wide

>there was a small mob in front of your house

>torches, pitchforks and all

>"Kill the beast! Burn the heretic!"

>Oh no

>You backed away from the window

>Ivory took one look out the window then back at you and whined

>your brow furrowed

>you had to keep her and the pups safe

>you rushed to the closet in the master bedroom

>you pulled out your musket your powder bag, bullets, and hatchet

>you readied by the window

>You hesitated for a moment

>could you really bring yourself to kill your fellow man?

>you got your answer when a brick wrapped in flaming cloth came crashing through the window rolling past the two of you as Ivory dodge out of the way with a yelp

>Yes, yes you could

>You took aim

>the hammer clicked down for a second before the bang rang out through the house

>You struck one of the men standing to the left of the mob knocking off his top hat and sending him flat on his back into the snow

>There was no turning back now

>The remaining five shouted as they started lighting and throwing more bricks

>you tried to reload your musket as fast as you could while Ivory was trying to put out the fire behind you with one of the couch pillows

>you heard more windows breaking around the house as they threw their improvised immolators across the length of your home

>there was no way you could stop it now

>You finished your reload and pointed the rifle out the window and down

>the remaining 5 men were gone

>you blinked before noticing the front door was forced open

>they got inside during the commotion!

>You backed up and hurried down the hall and for the stairs

>you rounded the corner and looked down to see someone pointing a rifle up at you

>you went to back up before a powerful claw yanked up backwards

>the shot rang out and struck a few inches where you just were

>you didn't have time to thank Ivory and you immediately shot around the corner and returned the gesture in kind to the man that shot at you

>only there was no werewolf to yank him behind cover and he crumpled by the stairs

>4 left

>You weren't going to have time to reload

>another was already coming out of the kitchen entranceway

>a white blur shot over your shoulder down the stairs, and landed on the man with enough force you swore you felt foundations of the house shake

>you rushed down the stairs as she tore into him

>hatchet at the ready

>3 left

>You knew there had to be more right behind the one Ivory was currently tearing into

>you didn't have time to think

>you bolted around the entrance way

>Hatchet raised high

>the poor bastard around the door didn't even have time to fully process what was happening

>you brought the axe down on his head full force with a sickening crack

>his body seized up for a second before going limp

>you shoved you boot into his chest before using the combined force of you kicking him and his own weight falling over to free your embedded axe from his head

>2

>you looked up the last two were in front of you

>one already had his rifle up

>you went to bring up your hatchet to throw it but it was too late

>but he wasn't aiming at you

>the shot went off but you never felt the impact of the slug

>instead you heard something much worse

>You heard Ivory cry out

>you snapped your head around

>all you saw was her hop up the stairs

>trailing blood behind her

>you shot a deathglare at the man that fired the shot

>with a roar that could of matched Ivory's you charged forward

>the poor bastard thinking he could somehow reload fast enough was fumbling with his rifle

>looking up and down between it and you before you slashed out at his throat with the axe sending out a font of blood

>a searing hit your left shoulder as the final stabbed you the shoulder with a saber causing you to drop your axe

>he spun you around and pinned you against a wall by the stove

>you tried to think but your brain was being bombarded with signals of pain and rage

>"When I'm done with you, I'll skin her alive"

>That's it

>Looking over at the stove you grabbed the cast iron skillet with your right hand and slung your whole body back as hard as your adrenaline-fueled body could allow with one hand

>the sound that resonated through the room was a combination of your shoulder muscles being cut, the deafening sound of metal clanging against his face, and the whole side of his jaw becoming pulverize

>The man flew backwards and collapsed in a heap

>was he dead?

>you were about to make sure

>you picked up your axe

>you stood over his body

>you raised your axe and

>a wail from upstairs completely broke your train of thought

>dropping all pretense of revenge

>you retraced your steps as fast as you could

>smoke and fires were starting to build throughout the house now

>as you reached the stairs you brain passively noted the man you should earlier was gone

>you reached the top of the stairs, nearly slipping on Ivory's blood a few times

>you made a mad dash for the master bedroom

>the smoke burning your lungs barely registering to you

>but something else did

>at the entrance to your room was one of the men

>standing over a curled-up Ivory

>despite clearly bleeding out he had his rifle raised ready to fire down on her

>you closed the gap and drove the axe into his back causing him to cry out

>he dropped his rifle, trying to reach back and pull the tool lodged in his back, but it was fruitless

>eventually you yanked it out, causing him to fall over to the right

>he rolled over onto his back, letting you get a good look at his face

>it was the man that saw the two of you playing out in the snow

>the man you tried to spare

>and this is how he repaid you

>by trying to destroy everything you ever had or cared about

>you raised axed above your head

>time to repay the kindness

>you drove the axe down into his face

>You stood there for a moment, trying to catch your breath after everything for a moment

>until the sound of one of the burning wooden beams collapsing reminded you that you didn't have such a luxury

>you knelt down in front of Ivory to assess her injury and froze dead

>The shot to her shoulder was healed, that was the last thing on your mind now

>nestled in the crook of her arm were three pups

>even still, she looked to be in pain and unresponsive to you

>a quick glance between her legs and the answer became apparently

>the four was on the way out at that very moment

>wasting no time, you scooted over and helped her deliver the fourth and final pup into the world

>a boy

>she was quick to scoop up and clean the whimpering thing

>you sat there bewildered for a moment despite everything you had just gone through

>This was your family; these were your kids in front of you

>your...wife?

>Ivory finally regarded you properly

>you stroked the side of her face with your right hand

>trying to figure out the right words for a minute, you finally sighed

"I know you said you didn't want to wander anymore, but-"

>the sound of another beam falling interrupted you

"I don't think I belong here anymore..."

>And with that, you hand level with her mouth signaling your intent

>she looked down, then up at you, then down, then back up wider eyed as realization sunk in

>you gave a nod, certain of your decision

"I have to be their for you,"

>you looked down at the pups

"for them. This is the only way"

>she hesitated for a moment, but then reared back

>and bit your hand

End of Part 4

>No one was ever sure what really happened at the estate

>one day Mr.Thompson had come in shouting about the local bachelor practicing demon craft, rallied five other menfolk to "purge the evil", and the next day people come to find the estate completely burned to ash with only Mr. Morris' body outside with a .58 caliber gunshot wound to his head

>Five bodies were recovered from the ruins

>Three were positively identified but two were too damage by the fire and one was mangled beyond recognition by some unknown means

>whether the accused bachelor's body was in some collapsed part of the estate yet discovered or elsewhere is yet unknown

Epilogue

>The winter was still trying to hold its grip, but it was slowly waning over the past few weeks

>Ivory cold feel the faintest bit of spring warmth starting to creep into the cave's depths along with the morning sun

>she stretched out with a yawn but not too much

>didn't want to wake the pups

>they were growing steady

>two boys and two girls

>one had inherited the white fur of her mother

>the rest were mostly brown furred like their father

>speaking of...

>her ears perked up at the sound of something being dragged through the snow

>sure enough a brown furred werewolf lumbered through the entrance

>dragging a deer behind him

>she blinked

>that was the first big thing he'd managed to catch by himself

>once he was out of the sun she got a better look at him

>he was a specimen alright

>even in human form but more so now that he was a werewolf

>muscles rippling under skin and fur

>but honestly that wasn't the feature that always caught her eyes

>in fact, it was his own eyes

>they were completely unchanged from his human form

>those same soft green eyes

>he set the deer down beside him

>reaching up, she expressed her gratitude by giving him a kiss on the cheek

>she didn't know something so big could look so flustered

>she smiled

>yep, she did know how to pick em