"Can you not find some way to believe what I say is the truth?"
Georgia sat on the rail of his front porch. A sheer, white, ankle-length nightgown billowed lightly in the gentle breeze. She was radiant, amazing, perfect in every way. Her blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders like water, and her golden skin beckoned him. He wanted to touch her. He wanted to push the silky, white fabric up past her calves, her thighs, and to her waist as he kissed his way up to the place he wanted to taste most.
After he pleasured her with his mouth, he'd take her with his body. He'd brand himself on her soul forever, and when she cried out his name, she'd know he was the only one who'd ever bring her that kind of pleasure. She'd know she was the only one that could bring him that kind of pleasure.
"Kish, I don't know what to think. I'm scared. I'm worried for you. You aren't well."
He slowly walked to her and was relieved when she didn't scurry away from him like a scared rabbit. "I am as well as anyone can be, Georgia. I'll never deny that I have issues just like everyone does, but mine do not require magical pills and shrinks to cure my head. I'm not crazy. I would have told you eventually anyway. I'm sorry you found out I was a lycan the way you did."
Her green eyes filled with tears and her bottom lip quivered. "How am I supposed to believe you are a werewolf, Kish?"
He took her hand and laid it palm down over his heart. "I can prove it to you, but I don't want to frighten you."
She sighed. "Prove it to me then."
He took her face between his hands. "Don't be scared. You have my word that no matter what happens, I will not hurt you." He gave her a lingering kiss on the lips because he couldn't resist.
"If there is one thing I'm sure of about you, it is that you would never hurt me."
He took a deep breath and let the wolf come to the surface and beyond. Then reached for her hands. He let her feel the claws come out of his fingertips and curl toward his palms. When she gasped, he assured her again that he would not harm her.
He then raised her hands to his mouth and let her feel the now elongated fangs protruding through his gums.
"But ... but ... how?" she asked as tears slid down her cheeks.
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