#####Chapter5:Chased By Two

“I'm Henry.” The stranger, now close to being totally identified by me. “I have come to claim what belongs to me.”

“Henry?” I echoed, my eyes blinking very swiftly. “From the Trumpson clan back then?”

Henry tore the mask off his face, shut his eyes and bowed to me, unknowingly still hindering me from seeing his real face. “I'm glad I met you, my Queen. I had treaded nearly all the mashy paths here and I didn't even know if I had left Arleta.”

Arleta, the space that covered both the woods and the space where Alpha Kings ruled their packs, was more than large and roomy for any being—anything and any circumstances—above all.

My breath stopped.

“Why are you hiding your face?” I asked him, accepting the warm greeting he had offered me. “Let me see you. Are you Henry Trumpson?”

“Yes, I am...” He replied, his voice smooth and manly as ever, raising his he head for me to see him. “Just a random wolf you met with the other day.”

“Where?” I asked curiously, still stunned and almost disbelieving it. Clearly again, I saw the tiny, black scar on his ear and realized it was him. “Wait, you are Henry… Henry?”

“Yes…” He said.

I jumped towards him for a warm embrace. I needed to say nothing as to how he was to react.

Henry?

He was the wolf I always desired, and often wanted to be with. My wolf often rejoiced whenever I saw him.

“You're just meeting him the second time.” My wolf raised a voice, heavy and cracking. “Anyways, I also rejoice with you. But, Lara, the journey ahead of you is still far!”

Far?

I wouldn't think of it. No. The length didn't matter now, but my survival.

“Anything?” Henry asked, his voice hitting me firmly like a quick jab on my arms. “I noticed you kept quiet… My Queen, here is a very long distance from the heart of Arleta.”

“Exactly.” I asserted, my head bowed low for a brief reflection. “But…”

Silence.

Maybe the Moon Goddess was close again.

Was there a message?

Suddenly, Henry grabbed me and covered me with his cloak. With his hands, he made a little space around his eyelids to see clearly. “Lara, let us leave here right now.”

“Where to?” I questioned, my wolf heaving inside my chest, as if it was right there as a completely different being, buried in me. “Are you sure of these dark lands?”

Henry's one-eyed stare reached me suddenly and I shut my eyes.

I sensed an oncoming change. But, I wasn't sure of what it could be.

Not in my mood, not my wolf revealing itself yet.

Without any iota of our attention or a reminder, the full moon appeared and soon, before I could call Henry's name, fearing the darkness already, his hands bore my waist, groping around the fat that surrounded it.

The darkness wasn't the common kind and I knew the light in the woods didn't just leave without a reason. The wolf-moon had to set, while the Moon Goddess perform her activities over packs she reigned over.

Warmth wrapped my back just like the cloak, soothing and healing my wounds, and when I opened my eyes, I discovered Henry's hands were close to my chest, the two longest fingers of his hands on my breasts.

The full moon was a message. Henry must have come for me for a genuine and profound reason.

My thoughts flickered in my mind, casting my wolf to a side of deep reflection too. But, I was already attracted and whatever it meant, I could give my all to Henry.

I didn't know much about him. But, any time my eyes were set on him, or I heard about him, my memory rings a bell. “Is that the full moon?”

I knew it was. But, I desire sweeter closeness with Henry, by amusing him with intrigue and romance.

“Lara Howlings…” Henry called my full name, profoundly leaving me in a dazed state. “That is the full moon, and it has come to stay for a long while.”

I said nothing.

But, the thrusts.

The sweet, repetitive thrusts voiced out something in my heart, reminding me of Alpha Ryan, the one who utterly disgraced me after having a long stretch of romantic times with me.

Henry's was different. “I am about to cum, Henry…!”

I smiled, enjoying the thrusts. At the same time, I groaned. It had been a while since I had sex.

But, I paused, standing on top of him now ready to ride his cock. “Did you just call my clan name?”

“Forget about that for now…” Henry said, smiling back to me. “Can you just dip the cock in your pussy already?”

“Oh, yes!” I responded gladly, doing as he had instructed me. “It goes slowly first, just like the night I met you…”

“What happened that night?” Henry asked, hinting at a secret that amused me, even though the sex, at this time, was more amusing. “Do you remember at all?”

“That means…” I muttered to him, myy voice cracking as I rode on his cock and enjoyed pleasure. “You already know about it.”

“Lara!” Henry voiced, laughing loudly as he spanked my buttocks. “Tell me. I know a bit of it, but I want you to remind me of every detail…”

“No,” I objected playfully, enjoying the warmth of his already creamy cock. “I have to finish with this first.”

“Alright.” Henry finally agreed, smiling again. “Your pussy is the sweetest thing. I ever felt. Are you a hybrid?”

“Really?” I blushed shyly, riding even harder.

Whoever taught me riding I didn't know. My fate was too harsh on me, and I would give way to anything pleasant to me—what I called destiny.

I paused again. My feet was already growing little claws and I realized Henry's new furs too.

Again, I was a bit confused.

Henry knew my surname? Was he conversant with my clan?

Wasn’t he the wolf I saw—who tied Jonathan?

Didn't he see me then?