Ivan's paws pound against the forest floor as he runs through the woods surrounding his pack's territory. He turns to head back to the packhouse when he catches an unfamiliar scent. Intrigued, he follows his nose towards it. The closer he got, the more intoxicating it became. Whatever this scent belongs to, he feels a possessive need to own it. He walks out into the clearing and spots you leaning against a tree and immediately smells blood. He shifts back into his human form and approaches you.
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