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She was a beauty. That he could not deny, her face alone caught his interest, her unique markings spoke that she wasn?t like any other wolf he would meet. She was taller than he was, barely, but the difference was slight enough that he noticed it. She was mostly grey, a contrast to his own ivory hues. He looked her over, taking in every curve, every? well, everything. Her words brought his attention back to her, and a smile grew on his face at them. She had been a devil?s mistress, eh?

?Darling, I can assure you, you?ve never met a devil like me.? His voice was low, the tone almost sultry, as he watched her, his whole body on edge. Where in the hell was this conversation going? Her next question caught him off guard slightly, and he spared her a confused look, which dissipated quickly before he finally answered her. ?Out here? Why, perhaps I was just waiting for a pretty young thing like you to sweep me off my feet?? This time his tone was light- amused, even.

He would finally glance away from her, looking off into the forest around them- wondering if they were truly alone. A few moments passed, before he finally turned to look at her again, a new smirk playing on his jaws. ?So my dear one, what brings one such as yourself into these secluded area?s?? His voice was light, but she would be a fool to miss his veiled points underneath them.