Page 7 of Howl For Me
Then it dawned on him.
She didn’t recognize him.
He pulled back on his wolf, needing his human form to come to the forefront. His wolf, not wanting to, submitted to the human side who was more dominant and won the battle of wills between man and beast. He stood to his feet, unashamedly naked.
Nudity didn’t bother shifters at all. It was part of their nature. Clothes didn’t survive the shifting back and fourth from human to their animal forms.
“Damara?” He called to her softly.
Her eyes widened at the sound of her name. He slowly stepped to her, fighting to keep himself from flying toward her. He wanted to snatch her up from where she was perched and hug her to death. He had dreamt of feeling her soft lips against his again and was dying to kiss her, but the confused look in her eyes had his wolf whining.
“You know who I am?”
