Chapter 4

Clarke took a deep breath and grabbed Anya's hand. She was nervous, who wouldn't be when they meet the commander. Anya looked down at her mate and squeezed her hand softly, trying to silently tell the smaller blonde that everything would be ok. Clarke smiled shakily up at Anya and squeezed her hand back.

They walked hand in hand to the commanders tent and stopped just outside. Anya put her finger under Clarkes chin and turned her head up "Relax, she wont hurt you." she said softly. Clarke sighed and shook her head "I'm not worried about that. I know you will protect me. Its just" Clarke breaths out "I'm worried about making a fool of myself." she admits softly before looking down.

Anya's face screwed up before she chuckled softly. Clarke looked up with a scowl "What's so funny?" she demanded. The darker blonde smirked "You worry to much, lets go." she said before pulling on Clarke's hand. As Anya pulled her into the tent she stumbled over her feet, only to be caught by the older women.

Clare breathed in her unique sent of old leather and lavender, blushing when she realized her face was in Anya's cleavage. Warm arms wrapped around her waist and turned her around. Her eyes widened when they connected with the dark beauty sitting on what looked like a throne. Clarke was amazed by the beauty that could only rival Anya's. Beautiful forest green eyes, tan skin and a killer body. 'Definitely a ten' Clarke thought to herself as she continued to stare.

The gawking was broken by a deep growl from behind her. Clarke gave a mouse like squeak when she was pulled back into Anya, possessive arms wrapped around her waist. Clare looked back in confusion only to see Anya glaring at the women who had now stood from her throne. Clarke looked back at the commander only to see her glaring back at Anya.

Lexa stepped off her thrown and stalked forward. With lips pulled back in a fierce snarl she asked "What is the meaning of this Anya." she demanded, hand gripping the top of her sword. Anya growled and pulled me tighter against her "She is my imprint. You have no claim to her." Lexa furrowed her brows and took a few steps forward "That is impossible."

Clarke looked on in confusion before tuning to Anya "What's going on?". Anya looked down at Clarke in frustration "Heda thinks you are hers." Clarke gasped "But I thought you imprinted on me.". The older blonde growled "I did." Lexa snarled at Anya. "She is my imprint." she said shaking severely. Anya pulled Clarke behind her back, this only seemed to anger Lexa more. "I do not wish to harm Clarke. Lets take this outside." Lexa commanded.

Clarke gasped as she was gently backed out of the tent. All eyes were on they, not that Clarke noticed, she was to busy watching the two women circle each other outside the tent. Indra ran up to stand next to Clarke "What did you do?" she hissed under her breath. Clarke looked at her with wide eyes "Nothing, they both say they imprinted on me and now they are ready to rip each others throats out.

Indra made a sound in the back of her throat and glared at Clarke "You better fix this sky girl.". Clarke never got to answer, her words where drowned out by the sound of angry snarling. Looking back to the two women she watched as Lexa stepped back, her back bent and her body started to vibrate. In the next moment, to fast for Clarkes eyes to fallow, stood a wolf.

The wolf was a dark tan color with darker brown ears and paws. She was probably up to the height of Clarkes shoulders, maybe a little higher. Her ears where forward, and her fur was bristled. She snarled at Anya who growled in return and started shaking. Clarke heard the sound of clothes rippling, then in the place of Anya stood another wolf. Unlike Lexa's wolf, although about the same height, she was a dark blonde color with darker blonde on her ears and muzzle.

The two wolves started to circle each other, Anya snarled and pulled her teeth back showing her incisors. With raised hackles Lexa charged Anya, they met in the middle as Lexa bit into the scruff of her neck, drawing a whine from the blonde wolf. Anya shook Lexa off and grabbed lexa by the throat, tearing off fur. Lexa put her feet under Anya's stomach and pushed her off. They started to circle each other.

Indra pushed Clarke forward "Go sky girl, before they kill each other." Clarke's eyes widened before she ran between the two she wolves circling each other, putting her arms between the two with palms facing them. Their eyes widened and they stood up from their crouched position, eyes completely focused on Clarke. Clarke released the breath she had been holding and relaxed her tense stance.

Anya gave a whine and stepped forward, nuzzling Clarke's palm with her cold nose. Lexa huffed and slowly stepped forward, licking Clarke on the hand when she got close enough. Clarke gave a disgusted sound and whipped her slobbery hand on her pants. Lexa gave an adorable sound that she guessed was a wolf version of a laugh.

Clarke sighed "Can you guys change back now?" The wolves looked at each other and gave a nod before changing back. Clarke's eyes widened and she sucked in a breath. Only one thing was going through her head 'Oh god, there naked.'

Thoughts?

I was thinking about making one of them futa what do you think?

If I do I wont do sex scenes its just not my thing