Animal Nature: A Paranormal Romance (The Animal Sagas) Read Online Free

force the handsome werewolf to shift back out of his wolf form, and face her down naked. Yep, a really good day.
    Deciding she had played hard to get long enough, Sonya stood up, stretched, and lithely jumped down from the tree. Stretching, once she landed back on solid earth, she taunted him, still in cougar form, by lightly swatting at him with a large snowy mitten. Still, she didn’t want to have to repeat her last hunting time with him. She had been caught up in the desire to obtain her prey, and in doing so, Clay had been torn through the woods at such high speeds that he did not even have time to slow down and avoid the treacherous pines.
    That time he did climb the tree to get her down. She could still see him clearly in her mind trying his best to climb that tree. And as a general rule, wolves are not known for their tree climbing skills. Sonya had been forced to pluck pine slivers from Clay’s legs for hours, while Lynda lectured her about not mistreating her bodyguard. As if it was her fault that Clay couldn’t keep up. As if it was her fault that he was always managing to keep her from evading him completely. It was his choice to chase her after all. She wasn’t a kid but sometimes Lynda could really treat her like one.
    Landing next to the well muscled man, Sonya gave him a playful head butt knocking the soft fur of her forehead against the chilled skin of his side and hopped a few feet away. “Knock it off she-cat. I’m hungry, cold, aggravated and it’s time to head home. It’ll be dark soon so let’s go,” he snapped as he glared down a her.
    Just then the striking young man, she guessed about thirty or so, she wasn’t sure exactly, turned back into his wolf form, huge and grizzled grey with light yellow-green eyes. Sonya playfully hopped back beside him, gave his muzzle a quick lick, actually slapped him this time with a large snow filled paw and then leapt away as he play snapped back at her. He could be such a grouch, she often thought to herself. With that Sonya turned and began making her way back towards the cabin Ben and the pack had given her to call home. It wasn’t at all like the cabin she had shared with her parents, and most recently with Lynda, all her life, but it was nice enough and they did keep her well stocked with everything she might ever need. Except for a cell phone and internet service!
    She often wondered how Clay really felt about having to share living accommodations with a full grown woman that he wasn’t sleeping with. She had no idea what the other pack members said to him about his new “baby-sitting gig”, but she could imagine that they really gave him a hard time about it, if only behind his back. It could not be easy for him to be domesticated without the benefits. Despite all the teasing and trouble she gave him, Sonya felt sorry for the handsome werewolf. It couldn’t be easy on him just watching but never touching – she knew that.
    She had seen him stealing glances at Lynda and Ben when they went out together, or as they finished their night curled up next to each other in the midst of the pack. He was at a point in his life that most would consider a time to mate. Clearly he wanted to take a mate himself. He was certainly of age to do so. It was obvious to her, even if it wasn’t yet to him. But she was convinced that he had been thinking about it even if he would not admit it. Probably he had been thinking about it for a while now at his “advanced age” she thought to herself and then chuckled. Yet most of the female wolves in the pack were already mated, or too intimidated by the Alpha’s second to consider ever approaching him in a romantic fashion. Not to mention he was now stuck following her around, 24-7 any way.
    It could not be exactly easy for him to nuzzle up to a female while Sonya stood by watching. Maybe there was something she could do to help him. Sonya soon became determined to play matchmaker. Perhaps if he had his own mate to be