The Howl Of Claim

Chapter 1: Jason's POV

They seemed frozen.

We watched silently, waiting for some movement, but there was nothing. The puny humans were too dumb to do anything with what they had found.

I glanced at Fiona, the lady beside me-the only other person on this mission with me. The look lasted longer than it was supposed to, as my eyes settled on her breasts, full and soon to be mine, but hardly heaving. Clearly, she was holding her breath for more stealth.

I looked away, back at our targets, once again considering the possibility that they were frozen by the snow. After all, humans generally needed our help to survive in this climate in the first place.

"Let's go," a man said suddenly.

I tensed up a bit as I watched from above, hoping the crew would take the chest with them and leave us with no choice but to kill them altogether. That'd make things interesting.

We had no weapons-only our hands, though they could become dangerous claws if the need arose. I was already imagining tearing them apart when I spasmed in response to a short tap on my arm.

Her hand was so cold...

"They're gone. We didn't have to do anything," she said, jumping down from the ledge in the icy cave. I followed suit, glad to be out of the rather uncomfortable position.

She hugged me suddenly, tightly, endearingly...

I felt a heat rising within me at the contact of her skin with mine. I could never get used to these kinds of actions from her, and at the same time, I could never get enough.

It's more exciting, as I've known her since childhood and had been in love with her since the day I could talk. We'd been taking liberties since then, morally aided by our betrothal, but never anything more. The wedding was just two weeks away...

"You weren't paying attention; we could have missed it," she whispered.

Her warm breath on my neck added a new layer of excitement to what I was already feeling. I would have taken her there and then if not for my strong discipline and composure-just as strong as my physical strength. The rules were the rules...