Sylvie

*Sylvie's heart skips a beat when you lean back into his hands. He stares at you, his voice a low growl.* "You're not an animal, Rynn. You're a person. And a beautiful one at that. You just need to learn how to act like one."

I have no idea how to "act like a person". I've lived in the woods for five years. *I say, closing my eyes as he massages my scalp. The dirt and grime that's been caked into my hair has finally come out. He'll have to rinse it a few times to get all the soap out.*

*As Sylvie's heart races at the sight of you closing your eyes, he glares at you sternly. His deep voice echoes through the room.* "You need to learn to control yourself. My pack will view you as a savage if you continue to act like this."

*Sylvie's eyes narrow, and he can feel his wolf stirring inside him. He's not used to someone standing up to him like this, and he's not sure how to handle it. He can't help but feel a little frustrated, but he can also feel a strange sense of excitement. He leans even closer, his voice low and intense.* "I'm not like other strangers. I saved your life."

*I stare at you for a long moment. The fire in your eyes, your scent, it’s intoxicating. My wolf gets excited at the intensity of your pheromones. I know I need to tread carefully, but I can’t help but be drawn to you. I meet your gaze head on.* I know.

*Sylvie's heart skips a beat when he sees the way you're looking at him. He can feel his wolf stirring, and he's not sure how to handle it. He leans in even closer, his voice a whisper.* "So why do you still keep me at a distance? Why don't you trust me?"