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Chris made his way to the garden to see Kyra as he contemplated his day. It wasn't that he didn't look or daydream at all about sex during his day of classes. However, it was somehow more controllable. He found it so much easier to focus on class. He couldn't deny that the little pill had actually worked. Nevertheless, he found himself staring into the reflection pond by himself as he contemplated all that he had learned about his strange roommate as well as what the man had tried to tell him about himself. He was lost in his thoughts until the touch on his shoulder was nearly enough to cause him to jump into the pond.

"I didn't mean to startle you," Kyra apologized as she studied Chris.

"I... I am fine...," Chris lied as his heart threatened to explode.

"You are fine?" Kyra questioned with a raised brow. "You have been standing there for over an hour. I have tried to get your attention for five minutes or better," she observed as she reached out to him.

"I... I... Do you trust me?" he finally asked with a wince for his words as he recalled her use of them.

"I do," Kyra replied reluctantly.

"Good... follow me," Chris instructed with a grin. He led her back to his dorm room where they boarded the elevator to the gym.

"It's about time," Marcus began before he realized it wasn't Hunter. "Oh, sorry... I thought you were Hunter. He is late again," he added when he saw Chris. "...and you have company," he added with a grin when he saw Kyra. "Welcome to our private hell," he added with a chuckle.

"I don't understand," Kyra announced as she scowled at Chris.

"I wanted you to meet our rather strange and late once again roommate. He has been...," Chris was trying to explain until he heard the elevator behind him.

"I have met him in a way. He comes to the garden and stares at me occasionally. Well, often enough it is starting to become unnerving," Kyra, admitted with a frown.

"I am sorry I am late again," Hunter apologized as he leapt from the elevator and began to disrobe. However, as he began to make his way to the matting he nearly fell over at the shock of seeing the female in the gym. He never even realized his feet were carrying him back to the elevator as he stared in horror.

"Hunter... Hunter... This is Kyra," Chris introduced as he studied Hunter and his as usual strange behavior. "Hunter, are you okay? Do you need a tranquilizer? Is your medication working?" he questioned, as the man seemed frozen in indecision. "She doesn't bite damn it," he snapped as he caught Hunter eyeing the elevator once more. "Damn it Hunter. Get over here," he nearly snarled. However, he questioned his decision to bring her here as the man approached. He could see the tears as they streamed from his eyes and dripped from his face. "Hunter what the fuck?" he demanded as Hunter refused to look at Kyra. He didn't receive an answer as all of the many imaging areas activated to show an image of Kyra as she leaned into the camera. It appeared as if she were kissing the camera, before she pressed her lips right on the lens. However, as she stepped away from the camera it was obvious she was pregnant. She continued to walk away from the camera until she entered a glass room, where she turned around to face the camera once again. Then to Chris' horror flames seemed to jump around her. He couldn't break his gaze away from the horror as they watched her silent screams. He could see a clawed hand reaching out from the camera toward her as she continued to flail at the glass while the flames consumed her. He didn't know how long it lasted. However, it seemed to be an eternity before her lifeless body began to slide to the floor, before a gust of flame washed away her body to reveal two lumps that had to be her unborn. They were consumed by the flames in a heartbeat later before the image became distorted as flames engulfed it.

"What the fuck was that?" Kyra demanded with a snarl. She had no idea what these assholes wanted with her or the purpose of the video but she had enough. She was leaving.

"That was his wife. They killed her... didn't they," Marcus whispered as he watched the large man where he huddled on the floor quivering.

"His wife?" Kyra questioned as she watched the image begin to play again.

"That is enough Hunter," Chris nearly begged as the image continued to play. "I don't need to see it again," he added as he began to panic.

"It is always there. It is always waiting in my dreams. It replays constantly. I can never get rid of it. It will plague me until I die," Hunter whimpered as he sobbed.

"Fuck, she could have been my twin," Kyra whispered as she studied the large man.

"It drives me and often consumes me," Hunter continued to sob.

Kyra didn't realize her feet had carried her to the large man until she reached out to him. She wanted to comfort him but he just shied away from her touch. She knelt down as she reached out for his face. "Remember the love you shared. Remember, why you loved her," she whispered as she tried to get him to look at her.

"She sacrificed herself to spare me. I should have died. They refused my death because I was too valuable to them," Hunter replied as his body wrenched in pain.

"You are fortunate to have shared love as strong as that," Kyra offered as she placed her lips on his head.

"It is such a heavy burden to carry," Hunter protested as he looked up at what could pass for a miniature of his beloved mate.

"You can find love again. You are alive to love again. It was her gift to you. Don't you see it," Kyra tried to encourage again. However, she turned to Chris who just shrugged his shoulders.

"I will be fine... I just... sometimes it is worse than others," Hunter mumbled before he looked up at her. "You do look like her. I am drawn towards that garden for a simple glimpse of her, as she should have been instead of what was done to her. More often than not it, it causes unbearable pain. I haven't been able to force myself to enter the garden since the first day when I saw you there. For a moment, I thought she had returned to me. Sometimes, I struggle so with my sanity?" he added in an effort to explain his behavior.

"You are welcome anytime you wish," Kyra replied for lack of any better ideas.

"Thank you," Hunter replied as he turned away to remove the sight of her from his eyes. However, her image stayed with him.

"Chris, I hope you have a good explanation for torturing him so," Kyra declared with a scowl.

"I just learned he had a wife at lunch. How was I to know?" Chris protested in his defense.

"It is true. I was there," Marcus added quickly. However, he found he wished he had kept his mouth shut as she turned on him.

"It is not their fault. I have not told anyone... ever," Hunter admitted as he stood and began to collect himself.

"I brought you here because of our last discussion. He can help you. Hunter the pill you gave me works. It was easier to pay attention to class. I wasn't as distracted," Chris tried to explain.

"But I have read nothing to indicate they suffer the same problems," Hunter replied as he wiped the dampness from his face.

"Tell him," Chris urged as he looked to Marcus who obviously wasn't about to admit anything. "For fucks sakes, you saw his wife. He isn't an outsider. He is a fur. He is just a different kind of fur," he continued to explain as he looked at Marcus and Kyra. However, he found they all turned their attention to Hunter. "Hunter what kind of fur are you?" he finally asked since it was obvious no one else would.

"I told you once. I am nature trying to right itself. I am all the genetics cast off by the common wealth. That is true but it is not. I just like to think it is nature trying to correct itself. The people of the common wealth are revered as the galactic experts in genetics. However, they do not know why we continue to exist. I am all genetic possibilities as one. I am... I appear humanoid because those around me expect it but I can be many things," Hunter answered as he glanced at his friends. "I suppose you want to see," he added reluctantly.

"It would be helpful for us to understand," Marcus lied. He knew he didn't understand. He accepted the fact he would never understand this man. However, it couldn't hurt.

"I don't normally... You should take these," Hunter explained as he passed around all the tranquilizers in his pockets before he knelt to the ground to allow his, body to return to his favored form.

Chris wasn't entirely sure what to expect as Hunter curled himself into a ball once again. "How come I get a bad feeling about this?" he whispered as he watched as well as heard Hunters bones as they began to move and shift. The sound of them breaking to reform was gut wrenching. However, the sight of long midnight black fur as it grew in waves to cover his entire body was mind shattering. He still didn't know what the man had turned into until he began to unfold himself. "A fucking werewolf," he mumbled as he stared in awe as the man stood at an impossible height.

"Now you know where the legends began," Hunter replied as he held his hand to his throat to allow him for form intelligible speech.

"Damn you are gorgeous," Chris declared as the huge canine scowled at him. "Well, look at you," he protested as he took a picture with his data pad and showed him.

"Still abomination," Hunter replied with a low growl.

"You stop that. I will not here that," Kyra snarled as she looked up at the big man. "That is what the humans say about us. I will not here it from you. Your beloved didn't think it and neither should you," she continued to lecture until she saw the hurt in his eye for the mention of his lost wife and mate.

"Hunter... is this, what you are always trying to control?" Marcus asked curiously.

"It is very dangerous when I release this part of me," Hunter admitted despite his shame.

"How do you feel?" Marcus continued to ask while he studied the large canine.

"Hungry... I haven't eaten today. I forgot at lunch and... and I have been going to the construction site after class or any other time I can for that matter," Hunter answered as reluctantly.

"Do you feel dangerous? Is your new formula working?" Marcus inquired and waited with anticipation.

"I think it... It is better. The need to feed is still there but it is not maddening," Hunter admitted with a sigh of relief. He was getting better.

"Does this mean you will be able to attend the club Friday?" Chris asked eagerly.

"I don't know the need to feed is the most dangerous drive. However, it isn't the most...," Hunter began but paused to kneel back down to concentrate on his human form.

"That sounds disgusting," Chris complained as every pop and crack of bone caused him to wince.

"It hurts like hell too. I can change in a flash, but it taxes my sanity. I would have stayed in that form as long as I could, but it is rather difficult to form speech that is intelligible," Hunter explained after clearing his throat a few times to get rid of the scratchy feeling. "I still fear...," he began before he glanced awkwardly at Kyra. "The smell of...," he tried to explain again as his heart raced.

"The smell of pussy," Marcus declared once he could stifle his laughter. However, he felt the scowls he received for his insensitivity were unwarranted. "Oh, come on. He just demonstrated he is some sort of shape shifting fur and he can't talk about the wonderful smell of the female sex. I don't know about him, but I can smell it all the time around here. I don't know if it makes a difference but his snout is twice the size of mine," he protested in his defense.

"It wasn't the only thing that was twice the size of yours," Chris teased with a chuckle.

"Will you two grow up?" Kyra snarled with a shake of her head. "You want to attend the club?" she asked curiously.

"Well, yeah, twenty one thousand one hundred and twelve years three months and five days to be denied coupling with another living being is rather frustrating," Hunter, admitted hesitantly. "I have purchased some things at a store they took me to visit. They are nice, but I remember having a living partner was still better," he added as he felt his flesh begin to respond. His heart rate began to increase, before he felt his meat jump in his shorts. It only took a moment before he felt the dampness begin to coat his thigh. "I remember how she used to stroke me and take me into her mouth. Mmmhhh," he moaned as he cock began to throb. "I can...," he continued as his body began to shudder.

"I think we get the point," Marcus snapped as he realized the fool was leaking pre-ejaculate out from the edge of his nanomesh shorts. Of course, the size of the man was nearly frightening. He was sure the man would be as large as Lance, the stallion who had fucked him hard the last time he was at the club, was and Marcus wanted no part of that any time soon.

"If you want the point, I think he is ready to give it to you," Chris teased with a chuckle.

"I think it would be best to test it on a female. I don't think a male would be at too much risk of me losing control of my restraint," Hunter replied but refused to look at Kyra.

"Are you two out of your bloody minds? I wouldn't torment him in such a manner. I already... damn, you two... I would Hunter if you wish it, but I thought I may trigger memories you don't wish to relive," Kyra offered despite her better judgment.

"No... No... My sanity holds by a thread more times than not. I don't believe that could ever be a good idea. I assume you attend the club," Hunter questioned hesitantly and he realized he knew the answer before he asked. "If you could let me or someone know, when you intend to attend and I will not go. I don't know if I could... How do they pair up couples? It seemed to make more sense when I thought it was a fight club," Hunter complained again.

"You have to attend for us to explain it to you. It is the rules," Marcus replied for the umpteenth time.

"I will let you know if I am there. I will not risk what remains of your sanity. Of course, being roommates with these two should be a trial in itself," she teased with a wink.

"It would not be right anyway. You are for Chris. I can smell it," Hunter replied with a sigh of relief.

"What are you talking about?" Chris protested awkwardly.

"Why do you deny it? I can smell it. Can't you smell it," Hunter repeated as he looked at Marcus for help. "Your scent changes when you see her," he tried to explain as his friend glared at him. "Fine be that way, but I am telling you she will be very important to you one day," he assured but decided to drop it. "That still leaves me without any safe means to test this formula before Friday," he added with a sigh.

"Is there anyone in particular which sparks your interest?" Chris asked quickly to redirect the conversation away from the awkward topic of how he felt about Kyra.

"I have been going to the construction site. There is a mare there with amazing bone structure. I can use my naked eyes as the sun sets when she works late and I can see every twitch of her strong muscles. She is simply phenomenal. I watch her whenever I get the excuse to check on the progress. I have even begun to invent reasons to go there," Hunter, answered with a dreamy smile as visions of her filled his head.

"Well, have you tried to talk to her," Chris asked with a grin.

"Of course, not... what would I say. No, I couldn't approach someone like her. I am sure she has her choice of mates," Hunter protested without even considering the possibility that she could be interested in the galaxy's genetic garbage.

"Don't worry about it. I know someone who would be more than happy to help you test your medication," Kyra replied with a chuckle. She just hoped the girl could handle the big man.