Cassian's POV
"Cassian… is this you?"
I growl softly. She hears my voice through the growl. The slight fear that first rises in her heart dissolves, and with one step and then another, she comes closer to me.
"You're this wolf," she says.
She sits on the floor, fully naked, and I rest my body on hers, feeling her warmth. Her hands touch my fur, slow and deliberate.
Even in this wolf form, it feels new but familiar to have her touch me. Is this feeling because she's naked?
But Lyra has done this countless times, and the feeling has never been this intense.
At the sweetness of it, Elara's face softens, like I'm doing her a favor by letting her touch my fur. Her fingers form patterns, stroke my head, and slide down to rest on my belly. I make sure my fur brushes against her breasts.
I step back from her. The next moment, I return to my human form.
"That was me," I say.
She chuckles. "You already established that. Would I have my hands on a stranger?"
"No."
"Okay?"
