She’d heard him coming, but remained where she was. Muzzle tilted towards the sky as she vocalized her anguish for anyone who would listen. It had caught his attention though and for that she was regrettable. The tall man sat down next to her, and she froze, green eyes like the girl cast down and unwilling to meet his. Memories of the previous night flooded the wolf’s mind and yet, in him she had found something redeeming.<br/><br/>An alpha. No matter his methods, the wolf could respect the power he held over her. It was the woman within who struggles with the violation and how he took her to clearly against her will. He’d turned her own body against her and for that she hates him.<br/><br/>His voice tumbled through her as he hugged her to him, hand taking over her muzzle in something that could have appeared to be lovingly. The strength within his grip could not be ignored and as his muscles strung around her to hold her into place, he pet her sweetly with a rough hand. Releasing her suddenly, in the next instant the wolf found herself with his forehead pressed into hers. Red tipped ears went flat and a flash of teeth could be seen before the fear of violence ebbed away. The wolf let out a deep breath and gently closed her eyes.<br/><br/>Grey, red and black fur shifted into tender, pale flesh and the woman’s bright hair hung disheveled around her face. She sat on one hip, legs bent slightly and laid out beside her. Both hands were planted in the dirt and it was a woman’s soft forehead that touched his.<br/><br/>“Talk? Or murder?” Her soft voice was hardly a whisper, taken by the breeze before anyone else could have possibly heard her. Goosebumps rose across exposed skin, but she didn’t dare move.