"Yes, I've waited all my life for this," she said as she took the bouquet. "Thanks a lot, Denver. They are lovely."
She wanted to ask where he had been but held it in. She went into her closet and returned in her training outfit.
"I'm ready for my first shift."
Denver smiled and held her hand as they walked out of the pack house together. It was midnight, as Denver suspected it would be good for Moonlight to shift under the moonlight.
Aside from the warriors on patrol, no one saw them leaving the pack house and reaching the woods. Denver courteously faced the other way as Moonlight took off her clothes.
The moment she began to scream, the cracking of bones was being heard, and Denver felt sorry for her, but there was nothing he could do about it.
