*******Namjoon's POV*******

I watched as my mate turned into the most beautiful russet-colored, emerald-eyed wolf that I had ever seen. I was impressed. While our pack could turn, since Jimin could, it was rare to find other wolves who could do the same.

As I watched, I felt Osian pacing around in my head.

Please let me turn.

'What? Why? You don't want to do that very often.'

I want to run with my mate. Please. Just for a little while.

'Ohhh. Okay. Go ahead. Have fun.'

I removed my clothes and tossed them next to Isaac's neatly folded pile on top of the picnic table. Then I felt the transformation start and gave myself over to it. I didn't fight it, because that made it hurt even more. Once it was finished, I felt myself be the one who was pushed back as Osian came forward and ran to his mate. They jumped around together, licked each other's faces, and then took off through the forest.

Since Isaac and I hadn't been mated, yet, I couldn't talk to him through a mind link. Once we had, this part would be a lot less boring for me. For now, I was the one in Osian's mind, and not the other way around. I wanted to know how Isaac was feeling after finally letting his wolf loose, but I would have to wait to ask him once our wolves were done with their run.

For over an hour, they ran, pounced on each other, and played around. I could feel how happy Osian was, and I was happy for him. He was a good wolf, and he deserved this.

Both wolves finally wore themselves out and let Isaac and I turn back into our human selves. As we got dressed, I was finally able to talk to him.

"Are you okay?" I asked. A simple, basic, and possibly dumb question, but it was the best I could come up with right now.

"Yeah," he said, smiling at me as I turned my shirt from being inside out. His eyes roamed over my chest. "I was right. I could definitely bake cookies on you."

I laughed and reached for him, pulling his body to mine. He hadn't gotten his shirt on, yet, either, and I wanted to feel his skin against mine.

"You have a lot of room to talk," I told him. I ran my hand from his shoulder and down over the soft, milky skin of his surprisingly strong-looking chest. "Who knew you were hiding all of this under your lab coat?"

He laughed and blushed, trying to pull away from me, but I wouldn't let him. "Stop."

"Stop what?" I asked as I moved my hand back up to his shoulder, then ghosted my fingers up the side of his neck and cupped his jaw in my hand. "Stop telling my mate how gorgeous he is?"

"Jooooonie," he whined at me as he blushed an even deeper, more beautiful shade of scarlet.

"If this is going to be your reaction, I am going to tell you more often." I leaned down and kissed him softly. "You're beautiful, Isaac. So is your wolf."

"You're one to talk," he told me. He wrapped his arms around my neck as I moved both of mine around his waist, pulling him closer. "Your wolf is so dark. Black fur, black eyes, black claws. Dark and sexy, just like you."

Now it was my turn to blush, and the color rising in my cheeks made Isaac giggle.

"I love you, my big, sexy wolf," he told me with a smile.

"I love you, too, my little, sexy, witchy wolf." I leaned down and kissed him softly, then a little deeper, slanting my lips against his and massaging softly before pulling back. "Get dressed. Before I mate you right here in the middle of the forest."

He shrugged at me, not letting me go. "I don't think that I would mind it."

I swatted his butt with one of my hands, then pushed him away from me. "Not here, baby. I want it to be special."

He sighed and grabbed his shirt again, pulling it on as I did the same with mine.

"Can I ask you something?" I questioned as we sat back down on the picnic table.

"You can ask me anything, Joonie," he told me with a smile.

"I was just wondering what the words in your spell meant."

"Oh, uhhh...." he said, sitting up from where he was leaning his head on my shoulder. "It was 'I break you of your bindings. Let the cage fall down. The spell is now broken. You are free to roam around. Moon Goddess bless us, as two again become one. Let the past be the past and the spell be undone.' It was lame, but the best that I could come up with on short notice. And I said it in Irish Gaeilge for me and then in Welsh for Delwyn. It wasn't necessary to do it in both, but I wanted to give that to him. I have a lot of making up to do where he's concerned."

"Well I don't know about him, but Osian was damn happy to be running with his mate," I told him.

He nodded his head and smiled at me. "So was Delwyn. Like I told you before, I don't think I knew just how much I missed him until I met you and I could sometimes hear him again."

"You seem a lot happier, too," I told him. "Compared to when we first met."

"You mean when I pretty much threw you out of my tent?" he asked with a laugh.

"You didn't throw me out," I tried to remind him. "You basically just told me that you hoped you'd never see me again."

"But you came back anyway."

I shrugged at him, then nudged his shoulder with mine. "I didn't have a choice. You're my mate, Isaac. As opposed to the idea of having a man as a mate, as I was to start with, you were still my mate, and I wasn't going to give up that easily."

"I'm glad that you didn't," he said. "I never would have known what I was missing."

I leaned over and kissed him again.

"I'm glad we both changed our minds." 

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A/N: Aren't they just so cute? I love them. They fit well, I think. Don't forget to comment, please! -------Kat