Zero Boundaries || Sam & Quinn

Quinn shivered a little as she lead Sam to the woods she knew best, the ones behind her looming mansion of a house. Or her old house. Her father hadn’t really wanted to pass it along to Quinn after she broke pack law, (“I bought that for our daughter and the alpha.”) but her mother had insisted. It was already paid for, after all. They hadn’t had any time to move in yet. They wanted to get married first, as soon as possible. But Quinn wanted Sam to see her in her other body, one she knew almost as well as the other, at least to make sure he wouldn’t run away screaming. Though the worst of the danger had passed, she was still a little hoping he would move on from her. To be married to a loup-garou would always come with limits. Quinn could never leave Bucharest, or at least not permanently. You would always be expected to have a big boring house with big boring parties, eyes always watching. His whole life would be surrounded by wolves, even if they ever had children. Wasn’t it natural to want more for him?

Quinn shuddered again as they silently moved deeper into the woods, but it wasn’t from the cold. The scents of the woods and the pack radiated off of everything and she half-expected herself to shake into another form immediately, but stepped away. After a moment, she embraced him, her arms looping around his neck and her lips moved to his ear. “I wouldn’t hurt you, I promise. Even if I lost control, it goes against all of my instincts to hurt my mate. You’re safe from me.”