Derek growls and, even like this, it makes something go warm low in my gut. It doesn't last too long, thankfully, especially with the way he immediately springs forward. He looks so overwhelmingly happy, eyes bright, and tail wagging. I'd give almost anything to see him this happy every day.

I startle a little when he tips his head back and howls, but only because I'm not expecting it. Much like the growl, it sends a thrill through me, but it's a different sort. It's one that makes me want to join in.

So I do.

Closing my eyes, I tip my head toward the sky and take a deep breath before letting it all out. It's not as loud or as deep as Derek's and, to be honest, I'm a little surprised by how it sounds at all. But it feels good. It feels so, so good.

A part of wouldn't really mind too much if Magnus's concoction kept me like this forever. I can think of worse things.