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The rest of the day had passed pretty quickly after Vivian left, eager to meet up with her apparent "soul mate" at the impound lot the guy's car had been towed to the other night. As noon vanished fast into evening Aiden had kept himself preoccupied mainly from one of the few creature comforts most people turn to when they were bored or wishing to pass the time...Television.

Aiden had received a call from Gary earlier that evening checking in on his buddy. Seeing how Vivian and he were split, Aiden didn't mind divulging on the details of their final intimate relationship. Well, as much as Gary was allowed to know anyways, leaving out most of the descriptive, private, or abnormal parts. In the end it was only a clean version but it was enough to make Gary start praising Aiden for his tenacity and accomplishment on finally getting laid. Their conversation ended short as a hefty woman started shouting sensually in the background noise of the phone, Gary mentioning how he was about to take care of his own business. Aiden chuckled and let his friend go, bellowing a wearily "Whoo" as he sunk into his couch, a mild depression setting in.

It had been fun with Vivian, getting to conquer that one elusive mountain that had defeated him once before amidst his moment of triumphant. The sex was wonderful, but despite slating his lustful appetite Aiden had discovered a void that had been left unfilled. Considering Vivian and his particular differences between each other he once had a brief slither of hope that she could have been the one, how Vivian had put it between her and that supposed rich and athletic guy; his "soul mate." But the spark he was looking for didn't light, the fireworks having been lit and lifted off into pleasurable space but without the big bang of amorous gratification.

So who is suppose to be my soul mate Aiden wondered, flipping channels occasionally once he grew tired quickly of one show. Who would love a freak like me?

Bringing that fact up in his mind Aiden had been curious about one thing ever since his little romp with Vivian, looking over the hand holding the remote curiously. Yesterday he had been normal like everyone else on the planet, a perfect example of an average looking human being...with the exception of his private anatomy. Last night while consummating for the first time, though, Vivian had brought to his attention the horrifying reality that he wasn't normal at all, discovering that his body had been changing in the middle of sex, transforming into a half man, half animal beast right before their eyes. That night his face had taken on a close to completely lupine form, nearly grown muzzle and all. His own hands and feet had been deformed to a canine-like paw shape; his rib cage had barreled out slightly and physique realigned as if becoming forced to drop onto all fours like a real animal.

So why didn't that happen today? After achieving release within Vivian, Aiden had realized that nothing had changed; the small portions that had transformed earlier back at Gary's house thanks to his Husky Sophie remained the same. Aiden had been sure of the possibility he would have transformed further again in the middle of sex, being turned into a full fledge werewolf. Could it had something to do with the fact Vivian didn't satisfy his longing for a lasting intimate relationship? Was it because they had done it too soon before night? Did he do something wrong?

Aiden looked out his living room window, somewhat more shut than before but still able to see out the thin open lines revealing the outside. Night was hastily approaching, bringing with it the third night before the full moon. Maybe moonlight was a factor in transforming into a wolf, though it didn't explain how it was possible to change just a little from Sophie's curious licking at his wolfhood during the day. And there was now also the issue of the small changes staying in place, Aiden still walking about his apartment with his mouth and nose pushed to the point of connection and baring fangs, his ears stretched and shaped into real furless wolf ears, and claws replacing his normal nails from his hands and feet. Aiden did take notice at the two new changes that had occurred while making out with Vivian; his eyes now the uncanny resemblance to that of a real wolf and a springy wagging short fleshy tail. In a way the new changes had grown on him, admiring his current form starting to take a truer appearance of a wolf. The tail, as short as it was, had to take some getting used to, having to lift his behind off the couch on numerous times and resituate himself so his tail didn't get crushed; suffocate. But the growth and its added purpose in balance and expression did feel almost liberating, contented with its existents as if it was always meant to be.

Maybe I really am a wolf the thought replayed in Aiden's mind. Why would I feel happy to be an animal? Was being born human a mistake?

By the time the sun had finally gone down Aiden had become frantic, anxious in regards of a phantom need that wasn't so easily explained. He wasn't hungry; he realized he hadn't had an appetite since this morning. He could drink water but it wasn't thirst that gripped him. His body temperature fluctuated often, going from hot to cold back to boiling. He wasn't able to stay seated on his sofa much longer either, growing tired of watching television yet he had nothing better to do. He felt like he had to be somewhere but didn't know where to. It began to feel like the symptoms of Cabin Fever, which began to make since considering he had locked himself inside his apartment all day from fear of anybody seeing what he looked like or doing something completely animalistic and embarrassing. But the lack of space and activity was becoming mind-numbingly difficult to stand, sounding his frustrations in wolfish growls and snarls as he paced the living room.

Aiden was lucky he decided to stay nude since Vivian left; otherwise he felt he would have torn the clothes off his body this moment just to help relieve the tension and heat.

Dammit, this is too much! What am I suppose to do? I can't stand this; I need to get out of here. I don't care if I get caught anymore; I need to run. I need to roam. I need to...to...hunt! Kill! Feed!

A sharp pain ran down his spine suddenly, feeling each vertebra snap and pop down his back. Aiden snarled, clenched fingers against his palms brought close to his chest as his knees weakened, dropping heavily onto all fours. His voice continued to drone on in vicious beastly growls and groans, contorting and shaking violent as the moment he had feared, and anticipated eagerly, had come.

The pain swelling and spreading throughout his body was immense, but his attention was focused more on the surfacing of baser animal thoughts and instincts flooding his mind, repeating over and over what he needed to do once his transformation was done.

...Escape...

_ ...Hunt..._

_ ...Kill..._

_ ...Feed..._

_ ...Mate..._

Consumed by these goals the pain of Aiden's shifting body became bearable, almost thrilling to the point of sexual pleasure. Every stretch of bone and pull of muscle was like a stroke to his phallus, demanding more and more of his body to change, wanting it to grow more intense to make the stimulation to his wolfhood incredible. Barreled rib cage and flatten bulging shoulders locked against it brought him to the Plateau. The wildfire of fur beginning to sprout over his redden skin brought the pleasure to the highest level. The growth of his full muzzle and the reshaping of his hands and feet into true fore and hind paws maxing it to the climax. With his body flourishing with thick fur and his form now nothing but that of a monstrous giant wolf Aiden, the beast howled triumphantly, the belly of his animal body sticky as the process had achieved his orgasm.

Eyeing the door with purpose the beast snarled furiously, charging the frail wood until it shattered beneath its weight, standing outside the apartment. That moment several heads stuck out their doors to see all the commotion; retreating back into the safety of their homes as they were greeted with the wild barks of a monstrous wolf. The complex's Super had ran up the stairs to see the ruckus himself, only to stare down palely at the monster, screaming his last as the beast leapt and ready its maw, its tongue tasting the human's hot perspirating flesh.

Aiden's eyes flew wide open at the last second, finding himself back in his apartment sitting down on his sofa watching television. His body was shivering, cold sweat dripping from his face and shoulders, rubbing his eyes as he snickered insanely.

"That was just a dream!" Aiden laughed, flinging back his head over the sofa with a relieved sigh. "God, what a crazy nightmare. I didn't even remember dozing off."

"...and our top story of the night..."

Aiden's channel surfing had turned on the news, finishing up one story and moving on to what seemed to be a more pressing matter for the town. His attention to the piece grew when he read the familiar headline, "Wolf Girl Sighted!" Subconsciously Aiden crawled off his sofa onto his hands and knees, getting closer to the TV screen as he sat and listened attentively to the Anchorman. Apparently the Wolf Girl sighting had become the talk of the town and, despite the blurry photo taken by that hiker as the only source of evidence, three other people had approached reporters with similar sightings. None of them sounded life-threatening, but amazed none the less to have witnessed a naked girl racing across the woods, growling like a dog or wolf. Each eye witness account all mentioned the flowing long hair of gray-silver and the ember glow of her eyes. The image of this girl was stuck in Aiden's head, fantasizing what she would look like if the two ever crossed paths. It would be nice meeting a woman like that, seeing how two abnormal people like them would miraculously fit. He figured if she behaved like a wolf, then she most likely would mate like one. Aiden's eyes began to shut softly, whining as his body swayed back and forth, his wolfhood growing erect. He imagined the wolf girl underneath him, yelping and barking happily as he humped lovingly inside her sex, a panting smile across her face to match his own. When the moment came, the two of them achieving orgasm simultaneously, they would howl together, two songs merged into one as they cried out to the wild of their union and bliss.

Soul mate

"And finally, we have the weather forecast from Dan Brinklin..."

The change in the programming managed to knock Aiden out of his wild fantasy, looking stunned as he was mildly surprised to find he was still held up in his living room, the woods and night sky and beautiful wolf girl gone. Aiden let out a fierce snarl, his body tensing onto all fours as he felt the need to verbally expression his growing aggravation. Barking and snarling, Aiden could feel his body begin to burn, feeling his bones ache and grind as if ready to pull apart and realign. A small itch of fuzz began to form over his cheeks and shoulders.

Pounding from the next door broke his beastly verbal rage, whimpering back into a corner.

"Hey! Tell your fucking mutt to shut up, will ya!"

Aiden's mind began to clear of the fog of animal emotions and instincts, clamoring back to his feet as he rubbed his head.

"This is getting out of control," Aiden muttered to himself, grabbing the remote from his sofa and switching the television set off. "I losing my mind, I know it. I feel like I won't be me anymore if I really turn into a real wolf. What if I go on a killing spree? Or worse...what if I start fucking every woman, or dog, I see?" The thought was nauseating, though secretly in the back of his mind a wild orgy seemed exciting. Still, he pushed that idea out of his mind, wanting to keep his sanity as much as possible.

Looking to the cable box's clock display Aiden realized it was later than he thought; it was 10:57pm. As if instigated by the time, Aiden let out a tiring yawn, smacking and licking his lips as he looked to his bed, still unmade from his intimate moment with Vivian. The prospect of sleep was tempting, walking into his room almost in a daze as he first took a detour to the bathroom to be relieved. A lingering erection proved to make it difficult, though trying to simply go from his deformed member was always a challenge, having devised different methods and positions for his aim; techniques that made him feel silly to do, but it was either them or cleaning up a mess afterwards. Finished the toilet flushed, the lights went off, and Aiden lunged onto bed, crawling in a circle as if judging the best spot to get comfortable and lay down, disowning the bed sheets tonight as his own rising body heat provided the warmth he needed from the night chill, falling asleep soundly.

* * *

There was no heat or chill but Aiden could feel portions of pale moonlight streaming over his body. Like an allergic reaction his skin began to itch and flush; lungs rapidly expanding; feeling his heart race with heavy thuds. Even in his growing restless sleep he was aware of this, aware of whining and growling uncomfortably and excitedly, his fanged mouth opened wide as his tongue lolled into a familiar animal pant. The sensation was beginning to play on his loins even, feeling his penis slip out of his sheath into a throbbing erection against his belly.

...Escape...hunt...mate...

_ ...Escape...hunt...mate..._

Those words, those commands from his earlier frightening daydream echoed profoundly in his mind, letting out muffled and short howls in his frantic state, yearning to abide. Rational thoughts fought to make these commands go away, reminding Aiden he was human. He had a human life, a human job, and human friends and family...what were loyal anyways. He wasn't a wolf; not a wild animal. Where could he escape too that felt like home? Would Aiden have the stomach to actually kill a living creature just to feed? Who could he turn to slate his lustful desires?

...The wild...

_ ...The wild is your home. Game is plentiful across the land. She is waiting for you..._

"She?" Aiden muttered waking, shooting up like a rocket over his bed standing on his hands and knees. Panting continued as he scanned his bedroom, expecting someone or something to be lurking in the shadows. He shook his head foolishly, sitting up on his knees and wiping off a coat of fresh sweat from his forehead and cheeks. Aiden looked down at his mattress, groaning as he discovered is claws raked over the bed sheets, one mark deep enough that the cotton from the mattress bulged from between.

Aiden bellowed an animal-like chuckle, shaking his head disbelievingly until his eyes darted to the pale moonlight pouring from behind him, through the small window over his bed. The view was a mess with tangled branches and vines from an unattended wily backyard, the Super never taking the time to call a landscape crew to trim and beautify. Most of the fellow occupants complained, considering the overgrowth a hazard, not wanting their view obstructed. Aiden hadn't cared until now, lost in a mild trance as he peered closer to the window, captivated by the close to full moon's presences and glow, the brush and branches parted almost coincidentally for the moon to loom into perfect view .

...You don't belong here...

The primal whispers constant nagging was starting to grow annoying, Aiden growling as he rubbed one side of his temples with his palm. Retracting afterwards his eyes did a double take on his fingers, bringing his hands in front to view as he marveled at a new change that must have occurred in his sleep. It wasn't much but still astonishing; the skin under his fingertips and his palms discolored in a brownish hue; almost black, and feeling thick and padded to the touch like long-time developed calluses. The way they were spread and formed; Aiden realized instantly that these were lupine paw markings. A quick observation to his feet revealed similar growths, and another familiar change. Along with the calluses his toes had become swollen again, proportionately shaped into animal paws with the exception of the smallest toes having vanished mysteriously. The arches looked stretched, if only by an inch, but enough to send premature signals to his brain that when Aiden decides to stand he would be doing so on the tips of toes.

Aiden began to whimper, crawling up the back of his bed against the wall, tucking his legs into his chest in an awkward fetal position. Dread filled his mind and heart at the ominous uncertainty of his future. Turning into a monster; a wolf, didn't quite feel wrong, a part of him grown to waiting anxiously for the moment his body would lose control and shapeshift completely. Something about roaming and traveling through the woods, living off from what nature could provide him, and seeking other wolves were becoming dominating desires. He wanted to stop feeling so uncomfortable when he valued walking on all fours instead of his own two feet; when he verbally barked and howled his emotions; when he favored the taste of a warm kill instead of processed and chemically tainted trash. Aiden was being converted to his inner wolf's ideals, wanting to live in the wild, to hunt and feed contently, to mate like an animal proudly; to be liberated and free.

But this primal notion of freedom is just too scary. Thinking about abandoning his human life for a beast's lifestyle felt to him like cursing God. He was never that religious but Aiden has believed in the faith that there was someone, or something watching over us; some kind of higher power if not GOD him or herself. Aiden wanted to believe in the idea that all beings had souls and that there was a place where souls go to after our bodies can no longer be sustained on Earth, hopefully a better place until we are ready to start again renewed and refreshed. Beliefs like these are why Aiden struggled to be a good, honest and helpful person, wanting to sustain a cleansed soul just in case.

Of course with the idea of Heaven also came the idea of Hell, and the higher power that ruled it. Aiden believed of an evil force that also watches us, hoping all beings would slip and walk down a darkened path, tempting us to commit sinister or unruly deeds. Could this be one of these power's tests? Was Aiden cursed by the Devil or God to see how he would fair? Was the wolf surfacing more and more a servant of darkness, corrupting poor Aiden to favor the fruits of evil than stay in the graces of good? Even now the shadows looming in the corners of his bedroom played on his psyche, one taking the form of an angel while the other a horned devil, watching and judging.

Stop thinking like this, Aiden His thoughts interrupted. Don't start thinking religiously about all this. Be honest; do you actually feel any despicable or horrible intent from this wolf of yours? It's not evil, not a curse. As long as you remain who you are either way, living like a human or wolf, you're not committing any real sin, right?

It was hard to answer his thoughts attempt in comforting. Maybe it's right, though. All Aiden feels is an incredible urge to be released into the world, to enjoy life while it can. Ignoring that nightmare he had earlier this inner wolf of his only desired the basic needs most animals have when living in the wild. There was no insatiable bloodlust gnawing at him, no monstrous vicious intent in randomly killing and mutilating innocent people. There was him and the wolf, and the longing to live like one only, a wild animal...not a monster.

But...could I really live like that? Would I ever be given the chance to return to normal if being a wolf didn't work out?

"Ai-den."

A sweet haunting voice suddenly echoed within the room, Aiden scanning wall to wall for the source but found no one hiding within the shadows. At first he thought it was his own thoughts again, or even the primal whispers that belonged to his inner wolf. But the voice sounded feminine, and even seemed vaguely familiar. His mind tried to filter out other faces and voices that could belong to this one, but with the thickening cloud of animal urges fogging up his mind it was hard to form a clear recollection.

"Over here Wolfy," the female voice sounded again just as eerie and mesmerizing as before. Aiden focused his gaze out through the bedroom doorway, his ears having picked up the voice coming inside his living room. His hair stood on end when he caught the sight of a curvy silhouette standing gleefully in front of the window blinds, the intruder waving her fingers in greeting. Several things struck Aiden as odd as he cautiously crawled out of bed, eyes examining all he could of the mysterious entity in the living room. First off, it was indeed a she, luminescence from an outside light source exposing bits of her creamy peach body and the contours of her supple breasts, revealing that she was nude. Second was her hair, long and shimmering in a pale sliver glow as similar to moonlight. Aiden was almost speechless as he continued to crawl on all fours, feet struggling to stand on the padded balls in a proper posture, believing he was in the presences of the elusive Wolf Girl the news reports had been documenting. It wasn't until that he approached close enough within the room and his feral eyes adjusting to its fullest quality that he could see her face, bring about the third item of astonishment.

To his surprise, the face belonged to Vivian.

Vivian giggled, covering her mouth as she leaned forward, dropping to her hands and knees as she crawled to Aiden. Ember eyes swam hypnotically into his, body frozen in place as Vivian's face drew closer until she literary ran into him...only instead of heads bonking Vivian simply seemed to phase right through as if a ghost. A cold chill both frightening and wild shivered throughout his body from head to toe respectively. Only when the stun faded could he spin around, looking to see where this alluring primal version of Vivian disappeared off to. He found her, standing a couple a feet from where he kneeled, only where his bed would be in his bedroom had been replaced with brush of moist and dry grass and soft earth, a array of trees surrounding the area behind Vivian. Aiden looked back and discovered his living room and entrance was now the other half of a wide open clearing within the middle of the woods. To his left light flickered and heat wafted, a small fire pit burning where the center of the clearing was made.

"Fire helps warm lost travelers in dark places," Vivian spoke. She brushed back her borrowed long silver hair, Aiden knowing full well this was not her own, yet the look and setting was convincing him of how sexy she was now mimicking the likeness of the Wolf Girl...at least of what he imagined in his mind. But why was Vivian here and why has her appearance changed? How did they suddenly end up in the middle of the woods from within his apartment? Why did this scene look strangely familiar?

Vivian grinned slyly, twirling a finger towards Aiden in gesturing him to stand up and come to her, Aiden doing so in a subconscious daze. It felt like a magnetic force pulling them together, almost impossible to break. The two stood face to face and hip to hip as Vivian combed through Aiden's hair, playfully sensual fingers sliding down his back side while her other hand tenderly grasped his arm.

"But fur is what keeps us animals warm at night," Vivian said softly, her nose twitching as she took her time sniffing around Aiden's swollen face, moaning pleasantly once she had her fill of his scent. "And more heat can be found in coupling," Vivian added, pressing her body against Aiden's gently but firm, raising on the tips of her toes to help guide her sex over his, both throbbing achingly with their own heat pulsating between. "This is a bond we share, Aiden. This is a bond most wolves share together. Animals mate more than humans because it's instinct. Dogs need release while Bitch's need to be mothers."

Aiden's pelvis began to help Vivian's seeking vulva, rubbing his erection against her but not finding the access as easily as before. He could feel it though, Vivian's sex burning close and waiting to be penetrated. As he searched they began to kiss, passionately and steadily while their hands explored and groped more eagerly. They began to drop to their knees, holding each other close as they continued to bathe in their kisses and occasion animal licks, growling and yelping in elation.

"But mating is more than that," Vivian resumed in a tone that reverberated more in his mind than in his ears, pulling Aiden's head beside her shoulders, letting him kiss, lick, and nip fondly. "There is pleasure in the release, but an indescribable bliss when two truly linked souls finally become one. This is love, Aiden. Love wasn't present earlier because it was not meant to be. Your inner wolf lusts for carnal bliss, but your heart yearns for love, as all creatures do. And you will never reach your full potential; never become a real wolf unless you find your love and remain by her side."

Vivian pulled her head back, resting a heated hand over one side of his cheek, her voice continuing to speak but her lips not really moving. "You will have to sacrifice, but you will never feel complete unless you are with her, your soul mate. She's waiting for you, Aiden. Let go of your fears and accept who you are, and who you will be."

Vivian pulled away, escaping Aiden's grasp as she dropped back to all fours, her rear raised and split apart. Aiden was awestruck at the sight of Vivian's vulva, both glistening in a swollen heat and pulled closer behind just below her anus, like a female wolf's would. Vivian stretched out her body and glanced back, smiling as her ember eyes once again mesmerized Aiden as if becoming a puppet to her will voluntarily.

"Let out your inner beast. Go wild!"

Being invited to do so Aiden's rationality became non-existent, panting wildly as his mind was following the thoughts and behavior of his inner wolf craving to mate. His nose sniffed the back of Vivian's rear ravenously, slobbering tongue coating her sex with his saliva. She whined pleasantly as she rocked her body against him, sticking her behind into his mouth and nose as her yelps and moans signaled him to cease his teasing and mount her. Aiden stretched a fanged smile, climbing swiftly on top of Vivian as he balanced and postured himself as best as he could in this form. Hands and arms caressed against one another, Aiden's head resting behind the back of Vivian's shoulders. Snarling gasps sounded as Aiden made contact and pushed in deep, Vivian trembling in ecstasy while Aiden began to pace his thrusts, thrusting faster and harder as the time past.

Sweat drenched and smeared between their bodies, minds lost in their primal carnal moment. The joyful sensation of climbing to orgasm was wonderful as sex could be, but something about this round was different. He felt that empty void from earlier today, yet it only appeared to show how it began to fill. The sensation was both intense and euphoric, a feeling spreading all over that was recognizable but...also indescribable. Was this the love Vivian spoke of? Why was their moment together here so different that he now felt something for her?

Then again, it wasn't Vivian, not really. This creature wore her face and talked in her voice; pelted in her peach skin. But her scent and aura, her touch and warmth, her sexual potency was someone else's. Whoever these qualities belong to her impact upon him was astounding. His wolf side relished in how phenomenal the sex was going, but Aiden himself felt as if this was, for the first time, right. The connection he felt for this being was nothing like he ever thought real love would be; it was better. This was love in its purest form; Aiden loved this wild woman.

Aiden's body began to contort and spasm, feeling a familiar sensation overtaking him like last night; the surge of energy working its way throughout his body to transform him into the beast. But the sensation was less painful this time, only immense pleasure flowing all over. Even then it was little caused by his changes; concentrated in the moment he was sharing with the wolf girl that resembled Vivian. And even then that was slowly passing. Dazed weary eyes looked down over his partner, watching silver fur blanket her skin with bone and muscle stretching and realigning underneath as the same occurred over him. A tail rubbed against his belly lengthening until it slithered out from under to the wolf girl's side while his own grew fully, wagging in his extended excitement. Limbs, hands, and feet elongated and swelled as they took more feral shapes of forepaws and hind paws. Chests barreled and neck muscles toned and lengthened, their faces pushing forward into true wolfen forms.

Two giant wolves, a brown furred male and a shimmering silver furred female, howled softly together as they sung of their love for each other, muzzles trying to kiss and lick in their locked position. The brown wolf's fore limbs and barreled chest rubbed affectionate over the back and sides of the silver wolf, wanting to comfort his mate as much as he could passionately. His thrusting speed had even steadied back to a even pace, looking to extend the carnal moment further for his mate's sake, yet each thrust remained rough and deep. The silver wolf took immense delight in her mate's actions, yelping happily as the shift of both her form and his rocking brought her closer to orgasm while the soft yet firm stimulation was just as pleasurable to experience.

She waits for you...together to fill your hearts with love. Only then, and willing to commit, will you two ever be whole and free. Your place is with the wild with her. Your true life begins with her. She will come, but it will be you that has to go to her. Help release each other from your shells. Let your inner beast out. Go wild!

Vivian's voice rang in the brown wolf's head as the climax finally came, stretching his upper body and rising his head high to the sky. The silver wolf mimicked his bodies tension, voices ready to explode in an orgy of howling, restraining it in for the right moment. Desperate snarls huffed from panting maws as finally the brown wolf's member trembled, erupting inside the silver wolf with his pungent and potent juices swimming feverishly for her womb. The restrains cracked and eroded away then, the two howling triumphantly and amorously in their union. The brown wolf knew the pleasures of sex, but this was the first time he had ever felt whole and fulfilled; no other female able to elicit this feeling inside him but the silver wolf. This moment sealed his fate with her, craving nothing but to be by her side always, to comfort and love, and slate her needs when they came. She would be his mate, the mother of his pups, his entwined spirit.

The silver wolf was his soul mate.

The brown wolf...Aiden lowered his head against his chest, exhaustion gripping him as he remained where he was eyes closed. Heavy panting exuberantly pressed on as he thought about the future with his mate, the lands they would travel across together and the sights they would see, whether or not they would cross a wandering pack and be accepted into their fold, how his pups would look like the day they were born. His body began to weaken as he prepared to collapse forward on top of his beautiful mate, ready to sleep off their lustful exhaustion together. But once he did it was not a warm furry body and soft earth and grass he fell upon but the tattered and wrinkled sheets and lumpy mattress of his bed. Eyes wide open and darting back and forth Aiden sat upon his hands and knees as he frantically searched for the woods and fire pit, for the wolf girl that bore Vivian's face but wasn't really her.

But she was gone, and so were the woods.

Another dream!?_Aiden thought frustratingly, a low lengthy snarl sounding from clenched fangs to outwardly express those feelings. _That was all another fucking dream!?

Aiden leapt off his bed, landing on all fours but prying himself to stand on his own two feet, shifting his weight to the balls of his toes as he knew his body desired to earlier. A primal fury burned in his chest, its fire felt over his clawed hands and swollen face. He wanted to howl madly in protest; not wanting to believe all that he just experienced was a mere dream. A harsh howling roar bellowed instead, its cry not as deafening but retaining a monstrous menace. Feeling slightly better and in more control Aiden held his hands against his temples, stumbling towards the dresser with the vanity mirror hung above it, slamming his hands down over the dressers surface to prop his slouching posture. He took deep calming breaths, working extra hard to sooth his rage until he was at a level of clarity and control. But it didn't make him feel any better emotionally.

Aiden finally looked up to the mirror, difficult to see himself because of the room still sitting in the dark with the exception of moonlight cascading through the window. Before long though his feral eyes adjusted to the night light, able to examine himself quite well. At first glance it would appear that nothing had changed once more. Then Aiden noticed the light fuzz that had started to form over his shoulders earlier. The fuzz had lengthened into thin patches, darkened in the same hue as his brown hair and growing around the front of his neck and chest. Twisting his body to see his back the same small patches were forming over the back of his shoulders and down his spine. Only at the base of his now longer tail did the hair sprout in its thickest, helping in his tail's fuller appearance as it wagged and flagged. Continuing his examination there was more patches over the back of his hands and over his stretched feet, and the hair...or fur...that traveled down his back to the tail still spread for a while around his rear and parts of his thighs until it faded close to his knees. Finally, back to his face, Aiden turned and lifted his chin as he noticed a small mane forming at the back of his cheeks; folding his animal ears he found more brown fur covering the skin.

The intensity of his dream must have caused his furthering changes into a werewolf...or so he believes.

First an American Werewolf in London nightmare, and now a Howling sex scene dream? Guess that makes sense. Still, I gotta say, as a werewolf I'm starting to look pretty dashing.

Making stunning and fierce animal poses in the mirror Aiden catches the reflection of his clock, surprised to see that the time was around 1:30am. It was still so late and yet now, after all that Aiden no longer felt tired. The excitement and anticipation from his dream had rubbed off on him, anxious to follow what his inner wolf desired even if it meant submitting to animalistic simplicity and mannerisms. Aiden actually felt eager to leave his apartment and return to the woods, willing to give real hunting a try and experience consciously the thrill of taking down prey to feed, to simply race on all fours through the forest and valley just for the joy of it. But what he was most eager to accomplish was to find the Wolf Girl, the silver haired human roaming his territory. He needed to know if she was like him, a human changing into a wolf, looking to be whole like him. He needed to know if her showing up in town at this exact point of time was a sign, if she was indeed looking for him. If she was...his soul mate.

Aiden reluctantly shook off this notion, as much as it pained him. The horrible reality of the next day reminded him that he had work to return to later today, though he was uncertain how he was going to pass up most of his current deformities to his boss and co-workers. What he was certain is that if he was going to keep his strength up he was going to need all the sleep he could get. He would have to look into all this fantasy nonsense later after work.

Can you truly call turning into a real wolf nonsense, Aiden?

Aiden finally pried himself away from the mirror, gloomily crawling back into bed, once again forgetting about snuggling under the covers as the night chill blended well with his hot body. As he began to lay his head down over the opposite end of the bed, forcing his eyes closed, a soft thump shot him up to his elbows and knees, staring directly out the doorway into the living room where the source of the thud was heard. He didn't see anyone inside the room, no mysterious apparitions of ex-girlfriends/wolf girls. A tiny squeal brought his eyes to the window of the living room, unable to see what was causing the sounds with his blinds nearly shut to draw away the outside. Cautiously, Aiden crawled back off the bed and began to approach the window, again standing on the balls of his feet.

His mind alerted him to the possible danger of a random person or occupant walking by his window, fearing more than just modesty if someone were to look at him now in his state. Aiden stood silently in front of the blinds for a moment, unsure whether to take a peek or leave it be. Another dull thump sounded over the glass, Aiden's curiosity now heightened immensely as he leaned forward and separated two flaps.

"No way?" Aiden whispered, completely befuddled and astounded at what he saw as he quickly but careful pulled at the string to bring up the blinds. He was now the center of attention to the world outside, but not from just any late night wandering pedestrians or inhabitants of the apartment complex. The eyes that gazed through the glass examining Aiden's being, Aiden himself drawn up to the glass in disbelief and alluring curiosity, was of the ember eyes of the silver haired Wolf Girl herself.