Page 60 of The Wolf's Plus-Size Bride

She doesn’t say anything, but I can feel her hand tighten slightly in mine. We walk in silence for a while, just taking in thesights and sounds of the forest. There’s something about being out here, away from everything, that makes it easier to breathe, easier to think.

Eventually, we reach the end of the trail, where the trees open up to reveal a small clearing. The grass here is a little taller, and wildflowers dot the landscape with bursts of color. A small creek runs through the middle, with water as clear as a crystal.

“This is beautiful,” Jane murmurs.

“I thought you’d like it.” I release her hand and walk over to the creek, crouching down to run my fingers through the water. It’s cold and refreshing, and I can’t help but smile at the memories this place holds.

Jane joins me, and for a moment, we just sit there side by side, listening to the water as it flows over the rocks. The world feels small here, like it’s just the two of us and nothing else matters.

I can sense the shift in her mood, though. She’s enjoying this, but there’s something else, something heavier that mirrors my own feelings. It’s the unspoken truth that tonight is our last night like this.

“Come on,” I urge after a while, standing up and offering her my hand again. “There’s one more place I want to show you.”

She takes my hand without hesitation, and we head back to the car. The drive is shorter this time, and soon we’re pulling up to a small, secluded spot just outside of town. It’s where I go when I need to run—really run. The kind of run that lets the wolf in me take over, where I can let go and just be.

I climb out of the car and walk around to let her out. “This is my favorite spot. No one else comes out here, so we’ll have it all to ourselves.”

She grins, and I can see the thrill of the hunt lighting up her eyes. We move together, our clothes discarded in a pile by the car, and then the shift takes over. It’s quick and seamless, like slipping into a second skin. My senses sharpen, the world coming alive in ways it never does in human form.

I see Jane’s wolf, sleek and powerful, her fur shimmering in the moonlight. She’s beautiful, even in this form.

I give her a playful nudge, and she responds with a soft growl, her tail flicking with anticipation. Then we’re off, tearing through the trees, the wind whipping past us as we run. It’s exhilarating, the feeling of freedom, of power coursing through my veins. I push harder, faster, my paws pounding the earth, my breath steady and strong.

Jane is right there with me, matching my pace, her movements fluid and graceful. We weave through the trees, leaping over fallen branches, dodging obstacles with ease. The world blurs around us, reduced to the rhythm of our run.

This is where I feel most alive. Where the world fades away, and it’s just us, two wolves in sync, driven by instinct and something deeper. I don’t have to think out here; I just am.

We run for what feels like hours until the moon is high in the sky and our muscles start to ache. Finally, we slow, coming to a stop at the edge of a cliff overlooking the town. The lights below twinkle like stars, and for a moment, we just stand there panting and looking out at the view.

It’s beautiful, but it’s bittersweet. This is it. The end of the run, the end of the night, the end of… us?

I shift back, and my human form feels almost foreign after the run. Jane follows suit, and we stand there in silence.

“I’m going to miss this,” she says quietly.

“Yeah,” I reply, not trusting myself to say more.

We stand there for a long time, just taking it all in, neither of us willing to break the silence. Because once we do, reality comes crashing back in, and the moment ends.

Finally, I can’t take it anymore. I have to feel her one last time.

I turn to her, and my hands are on her waist, pulling her close. She looks up at me, her eyes wide with surprise, but she doesn’t pull away.

“Reiner…”

“Shh,” I murmur, leaning down to brush my lips against hers. She melts into the kiss, her body pressed against mine, and I can feel the heat radiating between us.

My hands roam her body, exploring every inch, committing it to memory. I want to remember this. Her scent, her taste, the way she feels beneath my fingertips.

I can’t help it. I want her. I need her. Even if it’s just for tonight.

I deepen the kiss, my tongue seeking hers, and she responds eagerly. Her hands are on me now, tracing the lines of my muscles, sending shivers down my spine. It’s like electricity, the way her touch sets my nerves on fire.

I’m lost in her, in this moment, and nothing else matters. It’s just us, the two of us, and the rest of the world falls away.

We’re both breathing heavily now, our bodies pressed together, the heat building between us. I can feel her heart beating against my chest, and it’s the most exquisite sensation.

I pull away, just enough to look into her eyes. They’re dark with desire, and I know mine are the same.

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