Everyone needs to know she’s off-limits. I walk over to one corner of her fence, growling at the fact that she isn’t with me in my cabin. I’ll have to make do for now. Unzipping my pants, I free my semi-hard cock, and piss a steady stream around her yard. My werewolf huffs in approval, wanting to thump its tail— if I had one. Inhaling, I grin when all I smell is my scent. It will warn away predators. No one will come near her.
Excuse me?
