Shifter Short Stories
Michele Dixonchasing his scentless matefinding her true mate
Liam pulls me into his arms and swings me around as soon as it's just the three of us.
"I'm so proud of you. I love you." He says, kissing me. It's not as deep as I would like, but it would be awkward with Benji watching.
"I love you, too. Let me shower, and then we'll go out for the post-fight celebration. After we're done, then we'll go to my place." I kiss him again and run to the shower. Polly barely touched me and I’m a shifter, so I'm in great shape, not even a black eye. When I'm done, I throw on my jeans and sweater. I come out ready to go and see Liam without his disguise.