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I woke up to someone calling my name.

"Melody?" I stretched my muscles and walked out of the lounge room. When Derek saw me he smiled.

"You ready to go?" He asked and I nodded. We made our way home and when we arrived I pulled on Derek's shorts, trying to pull him upstairs.

"You want me to follow?" He asked and I nodded. I ran up to his room and waited for him to come in. He sat on the bed and I tugged on his shirt.

"Take this off?" He asked and I nodded. He pulled the shirt off and tossed it on the floor. I jumped down and grabbed the shirt in my jaws before running to the bathroom and pushing the door shut. I can't believe I'm going this. I closed my eyes and thought about my human form. My waist length, obsidian hair, my fair skin, long legs, thin frame, amber eyes, red fox ears on top of my head and fluffy tail erupting from the small of my back. The weird thing is that I can't get rid of the ears or tail. They're there in human and fox form. I looked in the mirror to see my human form. Unlike other shifters, my shifting is completely silent so I know that Derek has no clue what's happening. I pulled the shirt over my naked body and it reached my mid-thigh. I turned back to the door and rested my hand on the handle. Here goes nothing. I pulled the door open and took a deep breath before walking into the bedroom. When Derek saw me his eyes bugged out of their sockets.

"M-Melody?" He stuttered and I gave him a small wave before dropping my hand and looking at the floor. My ears twitched nervously when I heard him stand up. He slowly walked towards me. I felt his finger under my chin and he lifted my head, getting me to look at him.

"You're beautiful." He whispered. My tail swished in glee. Derek noticed the movement and he looked behind me, his eyes widening again.

"You're got a tail." He said and I nodded.

"Why?"

"I'm the only fox shifter in existence. I don't know, I have no one to ask." I said quietly. Derek's body shuddered at the sound of my voice.

"How are you feeling in this form?" He asked and my tail became still.

"Vulnerable." I said after a few seconds of silence.

"I can protect you, you know." He told me and I stared up at him.

"Why would you though? You've a better chance at continuing your strong bloodline with another werewolf." I told him and an angry look passed over his face.

"Don't you dare say that. You're my mate and I'm going to be with you. Not some she-wolf who's not worthy." He said firmly before pressing his lips against mine. My eyes widened in shock. I cautiously began to move my lips against his but soon I lost myself. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my body against his. He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He held my thighs so I wouldn't fall. He spun us around and gently laid me on the bed and hovered above me. I pulled back for air but that didn't stop him. He peppered kissed along my jaw and down my neck. When he got to the spot where my shoulder met my neck I let out a loud moan and my arms tightened around him.

"Can I mark you?" He asked, his husky voice muffled by my skin. I quickly nodded, not trusting my voice at the moment. I move my hands to his hair. I felt him give the spot one last kiss before sinking his teeth into my flesh. My grip tightened on his hair and he let out a groan of pleasure. The pain was replaced with indescribable pleasure in an instant. He pulled his teeth out and licked the wound clean. He pulled back and I saw that he still had some of my blood around his mouth. I lifted my hand and wiped it from his bottom lip. He furrowed his eyebrows when he saw my blood.

"Why is it orange?" He asked and I shrugged.

"I guess it's a fox thing." I said and he just nodded. I surprised him by flipping us over and kissing him roughly on the mouth. His hands went on my waist and I remembered that I was only in a shirt. I pulled him into a sitting position so I was sitting in his lap. I left his lips and left slow, wet kisses down his neck. Unsurprisingly his sweet spot was in the same place as mine. When I reached it his grip tightened around me and he moaned just as loud as I had.

"Mark me, Mel." He said breathlessly. I extended my teeth and bit into his soft skin. He let out an even louder moan as his pain turned to pleasure. I pulled my teeth out and licked the skin clean like he had done to me.

Hey little fox. I flinched in surprise when I heard his voice in my head.

At least now you won't have to use the computer to talk to me. He chuckled and I smiled.

I guess not.

"Is it ok if I shift back now?" I asked and he nodded. I quickly shifted into my fox and found that I was smothered by his shirt. Derek chuckled before helping me out of it. When it wasn't around me anymore I shook out my fur.

"Ready for some lunch?" He asked.

Hell yeah! I responded and ran out the door. Derek quickly followed me and found me in the kitchen waiting for him.

"What could you like?" He asked me as he looked in the fridge. I walked over and stood on my hind legs to see what was there.

Turkey? I asked. He grabbed the turkey and gave me a few pieces.

"Would you like anything else your majesty?" He asked in a horrible English accent and I looked in the fridge again.

Why yes. I'd be thrilled if you could pass me the chicken in the back, sir. I replied in an equally horrible accent. He laughed and passed me the chicken.

Did you want to tell my parents that you're a shifter? Derek asked in my head this time.

Were they the couple that you told before? I asked and he nodded.

I guess we could. Can I trust them not to tell hunters? I asked as I finished devouring the chicken.

I'll make them swear it.

Okay sure. Let's do it now. I told him and trotted off to the office to wait. Derek came back a few minutes later with his parents. Derek sat in the large chair and I sat beside him on the desk.

"That's just sick." His mum said and he looked at her confused.

"You've marked each other. I can't believe you. She's an animal!" Her voice grew louder. Derek just sighed and stripped his shirt off and handed it to me, confusing his parents. I went behind the large chair and shifted, pulling the shirt over my head. I stepped into view and they gasped. Derek pulled me into his lap and buried his face in my neck, his hot breath tickling my new mark.

"This makes no sense." His father said.

"What doesn't?" Derek asked, his voice muffled by my neck.

"She's a fox shifter which don't exist, she's been in her fox form this whole time and no one noticed, she's still got ears and a tail and why doesn't she stay in human form?" His father listed and Derek took his head out of my neck.

"She's the only fox shifter that exists, she's been in her fox form so long that she's lost the scent of her human side, the ears and tail we can't explain and she doesn't like her human form because it she feels vulnerable and in danger." Derek explained. Trust him to leave nothing out. I put my head on Derek's bare shoulder and closed my eyes.

"Is she a danger to the pack?" His father asked. They're talking about me like I'm not even here.

"She's been here for two days without doing anything to engender the pack. If she hasn't done something by now she never will." Derek defended me.

"What's her real name?" His mother asked gently.

"It's Melody." Derek told her. My head suddenly shot up when I caught a sound with my ultra-sensitive hearing. My ears moved in different directions as I tried to pin-point and identify the sound.

"Melody? What is it?" Derek asked and I put my hand over his mouth to keep his quiet. I sniffed the air and I caught a scent that matched the sound.

"There are rogues at the border." I said before taking another deep breath.

"27 of them. All male. They're talking." I said.

"What are they saying?" Derek's father asked.