Regina felt her lips curling up away from new fangs as she half-laughed, "A pup. Not even whelped. I guess that means we should run instead of fuck."

She drew brand-new, puppy-sharp claws up his back. "Can't have you committing statutory."

Dropping her lashes over glowing golden eyes, she grinned once, wolfily, stepped away, and then turned away at a full sprint for the door.