Rollin clenched his jaw, his nose flaring. He didn't stop himself from flexing underneath Abby's gaze, his chest slightly puffing out. He felt a shift in the air, and his wolf nearly purred. Rollin admired the human in front of him. She was a little shorter than he, and she had dark, voluminous hair that he liked a lot. It also helped that she smelled wonderful. He closed his hand in a tight fist when he felt the itch to touch her.
He knew that he was attractive, he prided himself of that fact but still, Rollin tried not to preen too much. His wolf’s previous savage plans of quenching his hunger by eating the human were long gone, as he agreed with Rollin that Abby was welcome to stare at him whenever she wanted.
Rollin’s brown eyes were lighter as he watched Abigail ramble on. When she finally stopped, he coughed and rubbed the side of his nose as he hid his grin. Even though he had a good meal out of that deer, shifting back into a human did take a lot out of him, so the thought of more food, and alone time with the pretty therapist was appealing to him.
"That sounds like a plan," he smiled with a nod, "You got it, Miss Abby..."
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