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"You should not be here." Wyatt warned her with a low tone as his eyes peered into hers. His inner wolf whimpered in longing, while he did whatever he could to keep his composure.

Wanda stands at the other side of the tree, while bravely staring into his eyes. "Why not?" She questions him as the wind brushes against her skin, dancing around the flaps of her dress.

Wyatt gives Wanda a smirk before taking a step closer to her. "There are dangerous things out here,--" He replies to her like it was a long kept secret. "--and they would love..--" He emphasized the word "love", reaching out to play with a lock of her hair. "--to get their hands on a pretty thing like you." Including me. Wyatt adds secretly as he takes in the image of his partner in all of her unfiltered glory. His inner wolf growled lowly, clawing the surface of his subconscious, but he kept his desires in line and watched her as a playful smile weaved onto her glossed lips.

"I've been around Zombies for a while, hotshot." Wanda playfully scoffs as she playfully pokes his chest with her pointer finger. "--so I am sure I can handle some things that go bump in the night." Wanda added confidently with a tilt of her head.

Oh, I like you even more. Wyatt thought to himself as his smirk grows, stopping before he reveals his sharp canines. His fingers caressed the long tresses of her hair, while taking in her sweet scent into memory.