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New angle…him spreading out a pre-made pizza dough and carefully arranging toppings on it. Pizza sauce, mozzarella cheese, peperoni, sausage. Next, he pulled a large pocketknife out smoothly and cut mushrooms and black olives on a wooden cutting board that had his logo engraved into it.Wolf Outdoors.
She was mesmerized. He was doing menial things, but it was so interesting to her as she sat in bed watching this fine man make a homemade pizza. And he did it with such skill and confidence, like he had made pizzas like this a hundred times before. Even the crust had little crispy bubbles when he pulled it out of the little pizza oven.
He ate on a camp chair, near a fire he’d made, with the trees behind him swaying gently in the wind. Every once in a while, he would take a sip of his beer, which seemed to be a sponsor because he had the logo posted in the corner along with the pizza oven brand, and the tent brand. He just looked…peaceful.
His views were at fifty thousand already.
And she understood it. How many people out there were in their beds right now, wishing for the kind of peace he was finding out in the woods at all these locations. How many weren’t able to take off work long enough to enjoy something like this? But they could all watch it and feel a part of that peace he was bringing to this channel. She bet Tabian had inspired so many people to buy or rent camping gear and visit the places he was finding.
And even bigger, she bet he had convinced so many humans that werewolves weren’t so different from them after all.
Tabian sure was something else.
And he had talked about her. In a roundabout way, he had mentioned her.
The video went on for another ten minutes as he set up strands of outdoor lights and read a fishing magazine by the fire and then prepared for bed. And as the camera angle changed again, and he was in the woods kicking out of his shoes, he still said nothing. Only smiled at the camera with a knowing expression and then disappeared off screen. And then it cut to a nighttime scene in the woods. At first, seconds dragged on and nothing happened. It was dim lighting and the cricket song, and a gentle breeze blowing through the branches. But then she saw it. A little flash of movement came from the back left.
She paused it and backed it up ten seconds, and paid attention to that part of the frame.
There.
A light gray wolf looked right at the camera, only visible through the trees, and then disappeared into the foliage.
Oh.
My.
Gosh.
Tabian had really done it. He’d gone wolf on camera for all of his followers to see.
Tru smiled. He’d gone wolf for her to see.
His animal was huge, and powerful, and the frost remained in his eyes when he was Changed.
He’d just owned it.
She was equal parts proud, attracted to his confidence, and scared for him.
Tru dipped to the comments and began to read them.
…I bet we could find her on here…
…does anyone know a way to search recent followers to this page?...
…that wouldn’t work. He could’ve been dating her since the beginning and we wouldn’t know. He’s always been quiet about that side of his life…
…shit, there goes my fantasy of marrying this specific werewolf…
…I bet that’s why he’s toying with the idea of outing his wolf. I bet she’s making him happy and comfortable with sharing more of his life. Hell yeah…
…how long have we been begging to see the wolf? He better not be teasing us again. I’m going to start a riot…
…I will riot with you!...
…me two…
…me three…
