He pounces on me as if I were his prey, my back landing harshly upon the forest ground. I flinch to the force I was thrown back in. He roars on my face, lips pulled back fangs glinting from the sunlight. I lie still not moving just staring at him as he portrays his anger. His eyes hold a promise that he will not hurt me rather show his disapproval of my actions. After a while of his small tantrum, he finally lifts his paws off my shoulders and I get up into a sitting position staring at the ground. His wolf circles me often coming in for a sniff of my neck, a lick, or a soft bite of my wrist. My scent calming this Alpha male. "Do... do you at least want pups?" I break the silence fisting the mud into my palms. His wolf stops his circling and drops down, sitting in front of me on his hind legs. "Do you want a family with me?" I ask him again never meeting his eyes. I feel him near me slowly crawling infiltrating my protected space.