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The morning was crisp and eerie, a chill fog rolling through. Despite shivering in his leather jacket, Denver's cheer was as bright as the sun that was destined to show. Stretching leisurely, Anubis shook with great plumes of fluff floating about, peering at his new best friend curiously for it could not possibly be that cold.

The nervous omega was glued to him like a shadow. By mid morning, he had told the story of "Anubis' rescue" a dozen times over. Each time, Anubis longed to correct him, but instead endured the worship with many eye rolls and sighs. By the time he was brought back to the barn to switch equipment and have food, most of the low ranks had heard of his deed and found the courage to get close enough to touch him.

He heard them speak of Nova and Veka, yet he had not seen either since the first day. From what he could gather, the higher ranks feared he held some sort of spell over them and insisted they stay away from him. He couldn't blame them. A spell was what it felt like, and if distance was what it took to break the magic, well, that was fine.

Standing quietly as Denver, Long Fang, and Silver debated about how to hook up a piece of equipment, Anubis perked when he heard Jack's voice coming around a corner. "Don't give me bad news, Iron Gale! I ain't got the space in my day fer it!"

"Oh, well, I mean, it's sorta good, I s'pose. Dependin' on how ye look at it."

Stopping in the middle of the road, Jack threw up his arms and exclaimed loud enough to gain attention."I don't wanna be lookin' at it at all! Jist spit it out!"

"Okay. Spear Fin said he'll trade us a whole new engine, built it brand new, guaranteed by the bevy fer a century."

"But?"

"But... we ain't got nothin' valuable 'nough to trade with. They don't want our grass, er food, er even tools. The quarry's dry o' iron. We got nothin', an' he'll sell it to the first pack that do."

Taking an angry, contemplative breath, Jack's gaze slowly swept around until it locked on Anubis. He quickly turned down his eyes, and for a moment, reminisced on all the young women that had been sold off for material things.

"What 'bout jewels?"

"Well, yeah, 'em otters love the shiny things. But, where'd we get jewels?"

Iron Gale followed Jack's gaze and stared in wonder at Anubis. More specifically, the societal braid that still carried his many heirloom gems. It had surprised him that they hadn't already cut it off, or even spoken of it, but it made sense that the symbols of his rank among his own pack meant nothing to them, being simply beautiful carvings in their eyes. It was all he had left of his past.

Jack strode over to him. It was a great rope in his hand. Anubis turned his head away.

Taking a spiteful breath, Jack tugged the braid. "Any o' these particularly important to ye?" he asked flatly. With a sigh, Anubis shook his head slowly. "Good. We're probably gonna need all of 'em fer this engine, but, I think this ought be 'nough. An' unlike ye, slaver, we don't remove anythin' we don't gotta. Hey, Silver. Get his braid brushed out today. Bring all these to Iron Gale by dinner time. I'd like ye an' Eli on the road 'fore the dawn. We ain't gettin' 'nother chance like this." Smirking, he patted Anubis between the ears. "Who's a good boy?"

After the higher ranks quickly moved on, Silver casually stated he didn't feel like spending anymore time in the fields, a sentiment heartily echoed by the others in the rising heat.

Spying Nova's twin litter-sisters, Silver grinned lecherously, wagging his tail. Barking, he called them over to help with the brushing. Glancing at each other, they hesitantly obeyed the higher rank, ears back and tails down in protest. Denver didn't hesitate to tell them all about what Anubis had done the previous day, tacking on yet one more colorful detail about the size of his teeth. Anubis sighed as he had to listen to the exaggerated tale once again.

With care, his great braid was unraveled and the many beads and rings were worked out. In his mind, he recalled the moment he had gained each one. Ill gotten goods stolen from places he had never seen and people he did not know. Never had he considered how many lives had been lost for his people to carry such trinkets, but now each one removed felt like a burden lifted from his past.

His nose quivered and his ear swiveled, his heart skipping a beat. In the doorway of the barn leaned Nova. "Hey," she started when Denver gasped and laid back his ears, pretending he didn't see her. “I heard ye guys was brushin' 'im an'... I wanted to come help."

Moon and Luna half-heartedly chastised her. She waved her hand. "Ye guys ain't gon tell on me, is ye?" Lowering her ears, her eyes grew round and sweet.

"Well, I mean...." Silver started. She turned that puppy gaze to him and his mouth snapped shut. "Dammit, Nova, don't do that 'less ye intend ta suck my dick," he growled fondly.

"Why'd ye even want ta be 'round 'im?" Moon questioned, looking Anubis over then back at her. "Ain't ye 'fraid of 'im? Didn't he hurt ye?"

Ears parking in shock, Nova shook her head fervently. "Naw! Not even once! He ain't never laid his hand on me… well, not ta hurt me, that is. I mean... don't tell omma any o' this, 'kay, but I were real 'fraid at first. It were... terrifyin'! It were the scariest, most depressin' 2 weeks o' my whole life an' I... I weren't sure how much longer I could take it."

She laid back her ears, looking at the ground. "I... I been jerkin' 'wake at night, thinkin' I'm... still there. Then I look next ta me an'... Veka's jist... lookin' at me cuz she ain't even slept yet. She's 'fraid she's dreamin' when 'er eyes are open an' don't want it to end."

Anubis swallowed hard, trying without success to force down the iron lump in his throat. The others whined softly.

"An', yeah, when I... didn't really know 'im... when he thought I were his property, that were real scary, too. But, knowin' 'im now, I think he's real glad all o' that's over, an' I... I know he ain't never gonna hurt me, or any o' us."

Picking up a brush, she stepped up close to him. He watched her from the corner of his eye, barely breathing. Looking him over with a frown, she plucked an entire handful of fluff off his shoulder where the harness rubbed like it was a fur fruit.

Sucking in a slow, long breath, she dropped it and fiddled with a thick mat gritty with soil. "I learned a lot 'bout the Wogtal while I were there. Now that I'm home, I been thinkin' 'bout it all. They gotta brush so much cuz they got thicker coats, they mat up faster. It's real cold in those mountains, even in the summer. Means they get dirty with all that fur, an' they kin't 'ford any scratches gettin' infected."

Meeting his sidelong gaze, a wry little smile crept up her mouth, recalling one of their conversations, and casually hinted, "Jack said he kin't change out o' this form, so he kin't brush 'imself. If he gets matted an' sick, not only'd we be out a work wolf, but he could get the rest o' us sick."

Frowning, the others glanced at each other. Anubis stared at her a moment longer with uncertainty.

"Well, I don't m-mind brushin' 'im out," Denver was first to pipe eagerly, stroking him. "His fur's so soft! His hair's like silk!"

"Oh, yeah," Moon agreed wholeheartedly, "I love how big 'is muscles are," she purred, stroking his shoulder. "Like boulders."

Luna snorted and cackled, pointedly looking under him at his testicles. "Yeah, yeah, they sure is!"

Denver's ears shot off to the sides in a blush, and he grinned sheepishly. "W-W-Well, I-I weren't gon-gonna say it."

Moon looked over at her sister knowingly. "That's cuz she's 'bout to go into heat an' dick's all she kin think 'bout right now."

"Well, he knows what that's like," Luna countered cheekily. "He only ever thinks 'bout dick, too!"

"Well, I think 'bout dick, too, ye know," Silver interjected playfully as Denver's blush deepened. "Specifically my dick, in pussy." Anubis grinned from ear to ear, panting great hot breaths with his irrepressible amusement, and Silver snickered with him. "Ye, too, yeah?"

"Well, I don't know 'bout ye guys, but I like the idea o' taken a bath," Luna offered. Then her tail wagged with a sly little smile. "Do I get to wash 'is belly?"

"What!?' Moon barked, then smirked. “Only if I get to wash 'im, too. There's 'nough o' 'im to share."

"Speakin' o' sharin'...." From the pocket of her jagged jean shorts, Nova drew a bone pipe and a small jar. "I've a whole month o' grass rations...."

"Oh, an' she brings bribes," Silver muttered, playfully glaring at her. "I'm gettin' demoted fer this."

She grinned at him as she packed the bowl very deliberately. "Is ye sayin' it ain't worth it?" He continued to pretend to glare at her until she was done and had pulled a lighter from her shirt pocket, inching towards the bowl.

"Will ye suck my dick?" he asked bluntly with a smirk.

"I'll suck yer dick if it makes it my turn faster!" Luna offered unabashedly, wagging her tail with her eyes on the pipe.

A self-satisfied grin stretched across his muzzle. "Worth it."

Before long, the pungent smoke was tickling Anubis' nose. This was the reason his people called them grassers. At first, he peered among them with dilemma. After all, he had been told it was their grass that helped make them so weak and easy to conquer. By the time the pipe made it to Denver and started fresh around the other way, he had decided that it had to be a lie considering where he was at the moment and the events that had led to it. The pleasant tingle that came over him in the thick haze probably helped with his decision.

It was all he could do to hold himself together while they brushed him and continued their blunt and colorful comments about every aspect of his size. After pulling a whole other Wogtal from his coat, they led him outside to a concrete pad behind the barn and emptied a half barrel of soap, deciding there was no way to wash him without joining.

Stripping without a hint of modesty, they giggled together and played games with the bubbles, eventually attempting to see if there was any way to make enough bubbles to make Anubis hidden. Shrugging, he decided to play along.

It wasn't even a half hour before Luna started panting hotly. It was a heavy scent that was just as effective as nature intended.

"Oh, Luna, right now?" Moon complained. "Ye ought to go lie down 'fore ye end up attractin' a crowd."

"Nope!" Silver growled, grabbing her by the arm and pushing her against the wall, grinning down at her. "Ye promised me a dick suckin', but I'm down fer a fuckin' instead."

Whimpering submissively, she didn't resist his probing, looking down at the thick rod he lubed between her thighs. Slipping his arms under her knees and planting his hands firmly against the building, he found what he sought and sank easily into her spread and welcoming spade. She held him tightly, her moans hot and heavy in his ear.

Moon was busy watching her sister getting plowed, forgetting about the hose. "Oh, guys," she whined lustfully, "yer gonna make my heat start. That ain't fair."

"I ain't got nothin' to do but the both o' you," Silver responded, not missing a stroke. Leaning back a bit further to get deeper, he smirked and kissed her as Luna's moans grew urgent, her passage tightening around him, her toes splayed wide as she came.

Denver was also watching, panting heavily with ears to the sides, but he had a far off look in his eyes, seeing an entirely different scenario going on. The tip of his member peeked from his sheath, his knot already swelling inside the skin.

A familiar shudder rode Nova's spine, and she turned to see Anubis' hungry gaze upon her. The predatory attention made her shiver, swallowing hard. The inferno that flared in her belly traveled straight downward, and she had to bite her lip and whimper when her thigh fur grew slick. Her submission caused his mouth to curl smugly.

While Nova tried to hold herself together, Luna was losing herself, pleading for a knot. Silver was happy to oblige, growling when he swelled and pumped his load into her. He panted to clear his head, looking down at her quivering spade, trapped with his virile seed. With his usual little wry smirk, he nuzzled her ear. “I hope we get ta have puppies. I think they'd be so cute, like their omma."

"NOVA!"

All ears shot back in terror. Like a storm, Cloud stomped over to them, her teeth bared and eyes ablaze. Her glare turned to Anubis, and he was certain that he was probably going to be beheaded by the end of this. Gulping, he laid flat on the ground before her, tilting his head so that some of his throat was exposed submissively. When that didn't seem enough to quell her fury, he twisted his body, exposing his belly upon which his tail was firmly glued.

Snorting, Cloud placed her fists on her plump hips and turned her ire to her daughter. "Least he's got the brains to know he's in trouble."

"Ommy, please..." she started.

"I know what I saw!" Cloud interjected. "Over 'ere cowerin' while he eyes ye like a hungry animal. That's 'xactly why I didn't want ye 'round 'im."

"Ah, that-that's my fault," Silver admitted apologetically, having lost his knot in his panic. "Got, uh, got a bit... distracted."

Her snarl made him lower himself. "Ye fucked up long 'fore ye started fuckin'. Havin' that kind o' temptation next to this monster!"

"Omma, he weren't gonna do nothin'...."

She glared back at her daughter. "An' how can ye be so sure?"

Nova's brow furrowed and she glanced at Anubis, then back at her mother. "Seriously? I mean, jist look at 'im. Ye insistin' he wear that muzzle, ignorin' the fact that he could jist... sit on ye. He could hurt any one o' us an' be two packs over 'fore we got organized 'nough to go after 'im. But, look at 'im layin' there, ready to let ye tear his throat out, even if the muzzle weren't there. Don't that count fer somet'in'?"

While the Alpha eyed him critically, he gulped again. No argument had ever sated his mother's rage until blood had been spilled.

Pursing her lips, she turned back to Nova. "He might not do nothin' while we're lookin', but he clearly didn't need ta do nothin' ta have ye cowerin'."

"O-Oh," Nova breathed, glancing around with her ears low in a blush before fidgeting with the fluff at the end of her tail. "I-I, uh, I weren't cowerin', 'xactly. I, uh... I might need to... go back ta the den."

Glancing between her daughters, Cloud let out a sigh and shook her head. "Fine. Ye three go on. Yer gonna stop all the work in the area. Ye two," she pointed at Silver and Denver, "finish with 'im."

"Right away, Alpha!" they agreed in unison.

After they quickly hosed off, Cloud followed her daughters, but paused and glared back at Anubis. With a wet thud, he flopped back into his exposed position, staring off into the distance. Satisfied that he knew his place, she moved on.

Growling under his breath, Silver shook his head. "I coulda had first dibs with all three. Ah well, let's get this over with. I might still 'ave a chance if we hurry. Jack's been real busy lately."

Flipping to his paws, Anubis shook, spraying water all the way to the neighboring building. Padding over, he nudged the Delta in the direction the women had gone. It was like being moved by a mountain, nearly shoving him off his feet. Silver smiled but shook his head. "Ah, my wing wolf! I 'preciate it, but I don't feel like pissin' 'er off. I like my spot, an' I don't want 'er fightin' with Jack to demote me, cuz he won't," he added at the end with a smug little smirk.

"Yeah," Denver agreed softly. "E-E-Ev-Ever since Wild River died, she's been mad 'bout everythin'."

"Well, can't blame her. Losin' Wild River were hard on all the pack, but she loved 'im the most," Silver defended gently as he picked up the hose. "An' now she's worried we might go hungry this winter, but I gotta say, those fields was gonna go to the weeds if ye hadn't come 'long Anubis. We already lost splinter field to the Lastor Pack cuz we jist didn't 'ave the resources ta fight over it. The li'l extra we had went ta the antibiotics when Fletcher lost his foot. That boy'll either get 'imself killed or 'come a young Alpha."

Perking, they noticed a couple of the men peeking around the corner, sniffing the air before scurrying off. Shaking his head, Silver turned back to finish his task. “Either way, let's get ye dried up so I kin get back to makin' some future Alphas."