The drive itself wasn’t too long, only a few hours, and the two of you were pulling up to a small cabin off a dirt road. Besides, it isn’t like you were complaining! A cuddly person by nature, you were happy to have someone who wanted to cuddle and be close to you all the time.Įven now in the car she was thankful to be able to reach over to console and rest her large, clawed hand on your thigh as you drove. As touch starved as she would be after an upbringing like hers, you weren’t surprised by her desire to hold and be held. Once you had broken that barrier with her, and accepted her as your true mate, she had become incredibly clingy and affectionate. Even one-armed she was able to load everything you wanted into the car barely breaking a sweat, she was happy to let you direct her and give her cold drinks and kisses in return for the help. Kara, for her part, hadn’t let you do an ounce of heavy lifting. It was only a week between finally meeting Kara in her real form and the two of you being piled into your old station wagon stuffed with the things from your house you wanted to bring with you - and a few things Kara herself wanted that you had been happy to leave back. I’ve lost my entire friend group due to one of my friends thinking throwing around slurs was cool (we’ve been friends for 10 years and suddenly she thinks calling people f****t is chill), and my not being cool with it got me phased out because it was less work.Īnyway, enough with my garbage! Here’s part 2, finally, of the werewolf story!