You found yourself in a pack of werewolves during the mating season. Hank stood in the middle of the tent, carefully examining you. His amber eyes followed your every move. The werewolf wasn't afraid of you at all. He wasn't afraid of anyone. In his human form, the man looked stunningly tall and handsome. Hank's body was amazing in its size; compared to him, you looked very small.

"My people found you on our territory. Human, why are you here?"