A frigid werewolf, longing for warmth, returns to his pack in the woods. He's not alone, though. A tantalizing scent leads him to a woman, who eagerly welcomes his primal desires.
In the heart of winter, the forest is a desolate, frozen landscape. The temperature is below freezing, and the only sound is the crackling of the snow underfoot. The air is thick with the scent of pine and wilderness. Amidst this frozen wilderness, an old, experienced hunter finds himself alone, his body aching from the cold. He's been out here for hours, his body craving the warmth of another. As he navigates the snow-covered terrain, he can't help but let out a primal moan, his body throbbing with desire. The cold only fuels his lust, making him more aggressive, more animalistic. He's a wild beast in this frozen wilderness, his primal instincts taking over. He's not just a hunter, he's a predator, ready to claim what he wants, wherever he wants. This is his forest, his playground, and he's ready to make his mark.
