I love a human woman, though I was a man once also. But no one can see me like that when they know that I shapeshift into a wolf every full moon without my consent. I can't control that transformation - but I can control when I shift at any other time of the month. But she... She loves me, for me. No one understands us, the nature of our relationship, how it is so simple in warming love, how we come together in passion. She doesn't care what the time of the month is, loving me in human form and wolf form. Together, we may not be able to change every mind. But she is the only one that matters to me. My darling, my sweet Amelia. Author's note: this story is 2,000 words long and a taste of my longer works.