Page 18 of Demon Rejected

“She is real."

“I know. I understand now. I didn’t have the chance to tell you, but your wolf form is incredible, absolutely amazing. How does it feel when you turn? Or is it shift?"

Matt smiled. He touched his beard. I wished I could feel his sexy beard.

“We call it shifting, not turning. And thank you. Shifting feels easy to me, but other shifters struggle with the process. Some of us experience pain."

“What do you have to do to shift?

“Shifting is magic. I allow myself to melt away, and there I am, a wolf. It’s easy."

“Hm. When did you shift the first time?"

“I was twelve. I shifted with my parents and the pack. The kids used to be part of the pack, we saw our parents shift, and I was not scared. I was the youngest kid who shifted."

“Hey, by the way, what’s the date?"

“It’s 22 September."

I did a little jump of joy.

“What?"

“I was afraid that I missed my 18th birthday. I am glad that I didn’t."

“When Is your birthday?"

“Today."

“Happy birthday, Little Flame. We have to do something special for your eighteenth.”

“What are you thinking about? Will I get a kiss?"

“I can offer you something so much better. Did you ever ride a wolf?"

“No.”

“The day’s not over yet. Let’s drive to town and buy you some fitting clothes. I have to pick up some supplies too."

“Can I go?"

“Please, otherwise, you will run around wearing my clothes all the time."

“Drive, where’s your car?"

“We have to walk a bit."

Matt was already walking, and I did my best to catch up with him. If there were a path, I’d be damned if I saw it, but he looked as comfortable walking there as if it was some city sidewalk.

“Are we there yet?

“Does it look as if we are there?"

“Who knows with these surroundings. Everything here looks like a damn forest."

Matt was silent. He floated over branches and roots while I did my best to keep up, lost a shoe, had to stop and find it, lost it again, fun times. My frustration level reached a maximum when we finally got to the car. It was covered with a brown tarp. I almost walked straight into it.

“Good job, Scarlett,” I muttered to myself.