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But, not before she saw...

Ismena's eyes widened to round saucers, "Please tell me that THAT isn't what I think it is?" She pointed at his part of him in his pants that has thickened in fierce arousal.

He ignored her, pulling himself away from her completely and rose to his feet.

"Holy waters...!" She swallowed, "Never knew your gender can park something that size!"

"I am not a human male, female."

She scoffed, "Yeah right. So what are you? A rat male?"

He looked absolutely insulted. "A rat male is no predator, and no comparison."

Ismena just shook her head, her eyes still in THAT part of him, "Mehn-Oh-Mehn, this is huge. Bet, it will be a work of art too. Take off your clothes, let me see—"

The screeching of a cellphone suddenly exploded in the air. Wolfariane was all too happy to reach into his pocket and withdraw his cellphone, to see Alphose number appearing in the screen.

"Stay right here." Command thrown out, he picked the call, placed it to his ear and walked back to the bathroom.

"Yes sir!" Ismena saluted his back as he walked away.

In the bathroom, Wolfariane listened while Alphose explained the reasons why he wasn't able to arrive at the club on time, the problems he encountered with Josiah, and how solving them is taking up most of his time.

"Once I'm done, I will be on my way to the nightclub. I apologize once again, Alpha King—"

"I understand you, Alphose. But do not come to the nightclub for I am not there anymore." He stated.

"Oh, okay. Where are you? I will meet you there as soon as I can."

Wolfariane took two steps to the door of the bathroom and looked into the bedroom. Ismena has passed out cold on the bed, sound asleep. "Meet me in Naturiah."

Alphose was too stunned at the other end of the line to speak. When he did, he cleared his throat, "In our land?"

"Yes."

"But, we haven't finished with the businesses we have here in the non-changeling world." His bafflement was clear.

"We will come back, but I need to go back." His eyes remained on the female, "I am too out of control to remain here." He admitted at last.

"You?" Alphose wasn't expecting that. Wolfariane is the most controlled changeling in Naturiah, "Did something happen?"

"It is a long story. You can take the next available flight to our boarders, but I'll take a run. You can meet me in my home."

"You'll run all the way home? That bad?" Worry dripped from Alphose's voice.

"That bad."

"Which one? The wolf or the cougar?"

"Both. For different reasons." Wolfariane replied simply, "If I don't return, I will be hurting non-changelings." Or one female in particular. He left that part unsaid.

"Of course, Alpha King. I understand. I will meet you in Naturiah as quick as I can."

Wolfariane hung up the phone and stepped further into the bedroom, staring at the woman curled into herself on the bed. Sound asleep, she looks smaller, her features delicate and relaxed like a child's.

But, there's nothing childlike about her lush curvy body and her drunk personality. She is too beautiful.

His mate.