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Well here is the long overdue completion to my series. This was the hardest thing I've ever had to write. I hope you enjoy.

Love in the Strangest of Places Part 4

By Drockan

Necros once again could not sleep. The mental stress that had been inflicted the night before was starting to unravel his senses. Deep into the night he heard strange noises coming from all around him. Each time he sought their source he found nothing. The benign noises soon turned into hellish screaming as the wolf descended deeper into his own madness.

The sources were not foreign to him either. They were close, as close as what he held in his arms. They were the ghosts of his fallen enemies and their last terrible cries. They were all his fears summoned up at once, most of all, his fear of losing Toby. Only holding his mate closer gave him slight reprieve. The fox was most important thing to him right now. Necros would make sure his love was all right before having his vengeance. His master was his master no more. When his eyes darted about they no longer saw his den. They saw only his prison.

The rage of the wolf compounded throughout the long dreary night. More did he start caring about revenge, than his mate's welfare. Visions of blood flooded his mind. Only when Mathias was dead, could he live on with Toby. He licked the fox's nape in another attempt to sooth his pain. Toby would only moan and whimper in response. Just knowing that Necros was right next to him was all he needed to keep going. He too could not fall asleep that night. Though, unlike his mate, escape was the first thing on his mind. He wanted to get back at Mathias but desired more to be free. The pain he felt was nothing. To Toby, it was only a passage he had to endure on his path to freedom.

Necros finally let go of his grip when Toby started rustling around. He was afraid of letting go, but one whisper of assurance from his mate forced him to relent. Toby was able to stand on his own, despite the pain. Necros was once again humbled by the fox's will. Toby was an amazing being, truly determined to succeed.

"Necros," he called to his mate. The large wolf padded over and stuck his head lovingly against Toby's chest. His playful nature made the weak fox giggle with joy. The laughter even hurt him, though it lifted his spirits greatly. "I love you so much Necros. Thank you for not giving in to Mathias... or your rage. I know it took a lot for you to hold back, but I'm proud of you. I love you so much," Toby said, as he wrapped his arms tightly around the beast. The soft words of the fox were enough to make Necros forget about his lust for vengeance, even if just for a moment. He had to remind himself that Toby was what he coveted the most.

Necros watched his mate staring at the metal gate intently. His eyes too were filled with the fire of revenge. They had to find a way out of here as soon as possible. Though the morning had come and gone, neither of them knew. There was no way to tell time within the dark recesses of their secret prison. Toby knew who was going to be here soon, and he wanted him to have a proper greeting. His legs were shaking from the pain, but he had to stand firm. He had to show Mathias that he was stronger. Never again would he violate either of them. Toby was going to see to that. Just how would he? That was the only problem facing the two. Though Toby was sure that with outside help they could escape.

Both raised their heads when they heard approaching footsteps. Toby clenched his fists in anger. He was expecting to see Mathias or Ragarth. Instead he saw the last person he expected to come here, especially alone. It was Delana. What was she doing here? The tigress leaned gracefully over the railing. "Hello my dear Toby. You are standing proudly after such a horrific night. I can respect such resilience, even from a lowly creature as yourself."

"Gee thanks," Toby replied sarcastically. Necros added his own snarl.

She giggled. The brave male still kept his humor throughout all he had endured. Though, the tigress was well prepared for such a response. "Toby you may misunderstand why I have come. I am here for your aid." What she said greatly surprised both of them. Toby thought it was just another trick.

"I don't want your help!" he yelled back defiantly. Necros growled to bolster Toby's voice. Delana smiled. If only they knew her true motives. "You're going to need it if you want to escape here Toby, and I know you want that very much," she reiterated.

There was a long moment of silence that followed. Both the eyes of Necros and Toby widened in sudden curiosity. The fox knew better. "How do I know this isn't just another one of your tricks?" he asked.

She sighed. The only way for the fox to believe anything she said was to tell him the entire truth. Maybe the scope of her intent could grasp his rational sense. Though she was still clever enough to hide the important details. "Please enough with the foolishness. I have carefully constructed the events around us so I could spend some time alone with you two. Toby, I need you and Necros to listen carefully," she began.

Taking one last deep breath she continued, "Mathias... is special to me. He has been the only male I have ever fallen in love with. However, we have both betrayed that love, and it has forever been lost in the memories of time and the malevolence of our actions. Now I despise any memory I have of him. I was once told that the pastures are always greener on the other side. One thing I am not, is property of Mathias, like you or Necros. I work only for my betterment. Toby... I have been spying on Mathias for quite some time. My beneficiary shall remain a mystery to you. He has paid me handsomely for my services and promised me independent ownership of any facilities that I control, and most of all; I am to operate independently of him. I only must complete one final task for my freedom." She paused, searching for the right words. "Or rather you'll help me complete."

Her confession took a minute to sink in. There was no question of her honesty. No one could make up a story such as that. Still Toby had his reservations. "What do you mean? What do you want from us?" he hurriedly asked.

She took her time to answer, "Hmph.... Dear Toby, I need two very simple things. Well one of them is not very simple at all. Necros must pledge to fight three times for my new beneficiary. Keep in mind, you two will be considered free and this will be simply viewed as repayment for my service in helping you escape."

"And the other," he cut in.

"I need a vial of your lover's blood. I recently received a contact from a sort of wizard. He is a specialist in these species of wolves and could most likely identify were Necros came from. If I were to able to find more of his specific breed, then I could stand to make a lot of money," she continued.

The two males thought deeply into all the possibilities of her promises and all the consequences too. "How do we know you'll let us go after the fights?" Toby asked.

"You will only have to show up at an instructed time, though you must stay within city limits," she answered. That sounded quite fishy to the two. "You would do this without any assurance of us showing up. What'cha go up your sleeve ya, harlot?" he asked her.

"Well, I'll just hold on to your foolish hearts right here. Right now there are events in motion that you could not possibly predict or hope to cease. I want you to keep in mind that my new benefactor possesses even more power than Mathias does. Your friends at the orphanage, they can all be easily taken care of. Either for the better, or the worse, whichever you may choose," she answered.

"And Mathias? What's going to happen to him?" Toby's eyes were cold with rage when he asked her the question.

"He'll get what's coming to him," she was cut off by Toby before she had a chance to speak anymore words.

Necros stood up and growled viciously at Delana. "That's not good enough!" he yelled right back at her. They needed their revenge. No would could take it from them.

"How foolishly selfish of you both! Do you not realize that you are not the only ones that have been tortured by him? He has done far more venomous deeds too much better people. Do you not think you are the only ones who want his blood on your paws? You need not concern yourself with how it will be done. Only that it will be done"

Necros growled again. He was not satisfied. He had to taste the wolf's blood. "You don't understand. We have to be the ones to be his end," Toby still demanded.

"Toby, first of all, I've only come here because I would hate to see a creature such as Necros waste away after the demise of his owner. But if you really want revenge all you need to do is realize you've already had it. Revenge has already been yours. Necros, it was your refusal to fight that was the first event in this chain of occurrences, all working together harmoniously toward one united goal. Maybe I shouldn't even say that all. It was really all you Toby. You both played your parts, but you Toby started all of this. If Mathias had chosen not to inspect the orphanage that day then none of this would have ever happened. Sure he may have found another for Necros, but you...... you Toby, are unique. You are stronger than I shall ever know Toby. If you had not bravely insulted Mathias, he would've never adopted you. If you submitted to Necros those first nights then he would never have shown you respect. With that respect and love, he chose you over Mathias. He chose not to fight. Now Mathias finds himself in very steep debt, and this time there is only one type of repayment he can offer," her explanation was eloquently laid out.

"What's going to happen to him?" Toby asked after a long pause.

"Exactly what he deserves. I have a meticulous plan laid out for him. Be assured Toby he will meet his end," she replied.

"That's still not good enough!" he yelled back.

Delana shook her head. This was one tough nut to crack. "Keep in mind I could leave you here if I wanted. Just what is it you want?"

"Kal, I want you to release his daughters!" Toby demanded.

"Fine, they mean little to me now. Keep in mind that they are still not outside my realm of influence," she calmly answered. "So you better keep your end of the bargain. Now, do we have a deal?"

Toby did take a moment to think it over. "We want to see Mathias go down, at least you owe us that much."

Delana sighed, "Fine, but you must dare not interfere. He has powerful allies protecting him. Only when these powers are dealt with, is he vulnerable. I have gone to great lengths to make that the case. Don't screw it up Toby."

"Fine you have a deal," he finally complied.

"Good, now you must get ready. In a few hours, Ragarth will return from one of my brothels. He will no doubt have you on his mind Toby. You are to comply with his orders. He should be the only guard around. I have hidden a knife under the pillow in the room you wants to use you in. Use it Toby, it will be your only chance," she explained.

Toby choked up and froze when he learned that he would have to kill Ragarth. The blood would be on his paws. Only one thought back to last night made him realize that this was something he wanted in the end. Still he trembled with fear. This act would have to be completely opposite of his nature. He had never hurt anyone before, and now he was forced to kill another for the first time in his life. He was glad it was Ragarth. The horse was one of the few people he could bring himself to kill. "How can I trust you?" he expectantly asked.

"You'll have to. It is your only way of escape. If you wish to see the downfall of Mathias, then be at Riddick's park five minutes to the stroke of ten. Mathias will meet his fate in that very place. We will not wait for you Toby, but something tells you that you won't dare be late. Just keep out of site," she finished before walking away. Toby turned to Necros with a gleam in his eyes. He wrapped his arms around his thick neck of his mate and planted a kiss right on his lips. "Did you hear that Necros?" Toby said, nuzzling up to the wolf. His mate returned with a sloppy stroke of his tongue across Toby's face. Toby had to trust the tigress. Right now it was the only choice he had.

Time passed slowly. The weary fox was starting to feel a little scared again. He was more afraid of what he had to do than Ragarth. He spent the moments pacing back and forth around the den. Toby's anxiety was driving him mad. He rubbed his head in an attempt to relieve the increasing pressure.

Necros stared idly at his mate for awhile. He knew exactly what the fox was feeling. His mate was nervous before the kill. He knew Toby must sharpen his instincts, thinking of nothing else other than his objective. The big wolf quickly stood up and started walking next to Toby. The fox gave a soft smile. Necros was walking with him, giving him strength.

Toby felt like he could do anything with the support of his mate. Ragarth was going to get what was coming to him. The sulking fox turned to his mate and licked the side of his long muzzle. "I love you... and we're gonna do this!" he chirped enthusiastically. Necros licked up the side of his face again. Toby held him close, as they both waited patiently for Ragarth. For the first time since he had been thrown in this cage, Toby had real hope.

Their loving embrace was broken from the sound of approaching footsteps. They both knew who it was this time, the equine they despised so much. The ugly mug of Ragarth appeared over the railing. "Well, well, well slave, I have some great news. Necros has become much too attached with you. For his health, Mathias demands that you two be separated immediately. And for my pleasure, I demand you pledge your loyalty to me," Ragarth said.

"Why don't you come a little closer and find out for sure," Toby gestures while hiding a snicker.

"I think it'll be working the other way around. You're going to be coming closer to me you little slut... and if you don't. Well I'm sure we can think up something even more fun than last night. Don't you agree Necros?" Ragarth shot back.

"Damn you bastard. Just wait, you'll get what's coming to you," Toby replied. He got a reassuring nudge from Necros.

"Go stand by the gate. When it opens only you are to walk through. Necros be a good doggy and stay put, or you might never see your precious bitch again," Ragarth instructed just as the gate behind the two started to rise. Knowing what lay ahead him Toby gave one last kiss to Necros before walking through. He was inching ever closer to their freedom. He watched as the inner gate slowly closed and the visage of his mate disappeared behind it. Necros could sense something was wrong, but it was far too late. The beast could now only pad around in his cell and wait for Toby.

Two guards were already waiting for Toby when the outer gate started to open. Delana must have missed them. How was he going to get past those guards? Toby followed them down a dimly lit hallway. There were several storage rooms that they passed, filled with supplies for taking care of the wolves housed here. It was only a few minutes before the group reached some sort of bedroom. "You are to wait in here for your master," one guard ordered. Toby was shoved into the room, only to have the door quickly shut behind him.

The room was well lit by torchlight. There was a large bed in one corner with a huge mirror opposite of it. There was also a small nightstand next to the bed. The fox barely had time to take to step forward before the door flung open again. Filling the frame was the burly figure of Ragarth. Toby bared his teeth without hesitation.

"Owww, feisty are we. I like that in my slaves. You're going to be so much fun to break Toby. By the time I'm done with you, your only thoughts will be of me," Ragarth said, laughing in between words.

"That's what you think. I'm Necros's mate, not your slave," Toby growled in response.

"Ah, I love how you say that now. Please take the bed. I'm going to fuck you... a lot more... and a lot harder than I did last night. I'm going to be fucking you till you can't remember when I first started. I know your just thrilled with that notion, aren't you bitch?" Ragarth asked sarcastically.

Toby remembered what Delana had said, under the pillow. He casually hopped on the bed to lie on his belly. "Well come a little closer so you can fuck me then," he said.

"Ah, already subservient, I bet you've been dreaming of my cock since last night. Is that why you didn't scream? Because you were enjoying it too much," Ragarth said while softly chuckling.

Toby slyly reached under the pillow. A tinge of fear ran through his mind. What if Delana had been lying? He sighed in relief when he felt the handle. There was the dagger! Ragarth drew ever so closer to the fox until finally he was in range. Ragarth put one of his large hands on top of Toby's back. This was the chance the fox had been waiting for.

In a move that was far too fast for Ragarth to react to, Toby grasped the handle and drew the knife out. He proceeded to ram it straight into Ragarth's gut. The fox's elation made him miss one very important detail. It was only when the horse was laughing out loud that he realized the blunder that he had been tricked into. The dagger was no real weapon at all. It was made from dull, fragile wood and broke in two when he pressed it against the equine. Toby's whole body shook in fear. "N...n... no," he gasped.

"Ha ha ha, you fool!" Ragarth triumphantly shouted after his laughter had calmed. He backhanded the fox across the face almost knocking him out. "Did you really think it would be that easy?" he asked. "You may be able to resist torture but you're just a plain fool when it comes down to it," he continued to gloat.

"B... b... but," Toby tried to say something. He was too overcome with shock to even move.

"Oh, I'll explain everything. I just want to know how you feel right now? After all, from this day forward you shall be pleasing me slave. Never will you ever see that filthy dog again," Ragarth was jubilant in his voice. Toby bawled his fists and flung them straight at the much larger horse. The blows bounced off of him like he was rubber. Toby was again knocked back on the bed from another backhand.

"Well, I suppose we could always get your admission later. Did you really think Delana wanted to help you? Her heart is colder than ice young one. You most of all should know that by now. I still don't believe that this actually worked. Now you and Necros are separated for good. I guess I should tell you the entire truth now. Maybe then will you realize that there is no hope for you." Ragarth took a deep breath before continuing. "The only thing Delana told you that was true, is that Mathias is finished. Your wolfie's little stunt in the ring set that up, and I figure it is best to abandon a sinking ship. An important fellow named Conrad is taking over this sector, and Necros shall be our present to him. All we had to do was separate you two. As time passes Necros will forget about you Toby. We will find him a new bitch, and then he will be able to fight again. This time, however, he'll be fighting for someone else's benefit. You will remain with me, as my personal slave. You will serve me in anyway I ask, as well as other males of my choosing. Oh, and there will be a lot of choosing. I might even bring you along to do the choosing for me," Ragarth was smiling broadly throughout his entire explanation.

The rage built rapidly inside Toby. That wicked harlot had tricked him. He felt tears well up in his eyes. A part of him thought that it was over, that he should just give up. There was nothing he could do now. Ragarth was physically much stronger and bigger than he was. Not to mention the two guards patrolling the halls. How was he ever going to escape? Then he thought of Necros. What that wolf did to him their first night together was much more than this. He remembered how he so valiantly fought Necros. He had to fight now, dagger or not.

To say Ragarth was caught by surprise when Toby leaped off the bed would have been an understatement. The fox was so quick that Ragarth could not react until Toby had dug his claws deep into the horse's shoulders. Ragarth screamed in pain. He had to use all his strength to throw the fox off of him. Toby was sent hurling toward the mirror, shattering it on impact. Lucky for the fox, he managed to avoid getting skewered by the broken glass. Meanwhile, the horse was bleeding heavily from the fresh gashes in his shoulders. Toby was momentarily stunned and hunched over on the ground.

"You bitch!" Ragarth yelled out before sending a hoof straight into Toby's gut. The fox was nearly knocked out and gripped his stomach in pain. That is when Toby felt something snap inside him. It was a rage like no other. The feeling that overcame him was much too terrible to describe. It was a feeling he needed but never wanted to experience again. Maybe he learned it from Necros, but all he wanted to do was kill. Ragarth picked up the stunned fox and prepared to strike him again.

But like a serpent recoiled for the strike, Toby burst from the hand holding him up. The horse may have been much bigger and stronger, but foxes did hold one advantage. Toby was much quicker. There would be no move to gruesome to inflict now. This was his life he was fighting for. With a lightning quick strike, Toby dug both his thumbs in Ragarth's eyes. He gouged them as hard as he could. The equine screamed in pain and tossed the fox around like a rag doll, desperate to get him off.

It was not to be. Ragarth was blinded and stunned. This would be Toby's only opportunity. With one final move, the fox snapped his jaws forward. His teeth sunk deep into the horse's throat. He pulled back and that was all that was needed to rip a hunk of flesh from the equine's neck, causing a mortal wound. Ragarth collapsed backwards with a sudden thud. His last gurgling sounds of him choking on his own blood would have horrified any that heard them. However, they were sweet music to the Toby's ears. He wished the horse's suffering lasted longer than it did.

The taste of blood was heavy in his muzzle. Toby had not known what had come over him. He felt completely drained. Something inside him summoned all his strength he had and more. Now he was left exhausted, still in disbelief at what just happened. The blood was still pouring from Ragarth's throat. He had to find the way back to Necros, and he had to find it now.

The door was locked tightly. He pounded on it in frustration. Were the two guards still out there? Toby hoped not. He swore he heard signs of a struggle just outside. Toby pounded on the door again. "Open up, Damn it!" he yelled.

The door slowly creaked open, making Toby take a step back. Standing just outside was a very comforting sight. It was Kal. The two guards had been felled. Their bloody corpses were strewn about. In the lion's right paw was a crude machete, soaked with the blood of his enemies. "Kal!" Toby screamed before wrapping his arms around the lion.

"Are you ok Toby?" he asked. He was quite surprised to see Ragarth already dead. This fox had plenty up his sleeve, as well as a blood-soaked muzzle.

"Yeah, but I don't think he is," the fox said as he pointed to Ragarth. They both had a soft chuckle out of that. "Where is Chrone?"

"He's tying up some loose ends. Now come on, we have to leave this place at once," Kal said.

"Ok, let's go get Necros," Toby said. With that the two set off the way Toby came until finally they reached the outer gate.

"Hold on. I'll go open it," Kal said before walking away. A few moments later the outer gate started to rise, then the inner soon followed. Even though they were separated only for a short time, Necros felt like it had been forever. He bound toward the fox and tackled him to the ground. Then the wolf proceeded to assault Toby's face with his tongue. They shared in the taste of Ragarth's blood. "Ahhh, stop it, come on honey later," Toby whined. Necros finally relented.

The group finally made its way outside. The fresh air was a welcome reprieve. There were strangely no guards around outside the obelisk. The sun was already setting. "Well this is it Toby. The quickest way out of the city is north, but I would choose a different route. Mathias is sure to track that area," Kal explained.

"You mean you don't know... Mathias is being betrayed Kal. Delana has set a trap for him. Me and Necros... we have to be there," Toby said.

The lion solemnly nodded his head. "I see. Well this is quite unexpected. That makes everything better for me. Chrone will be delighted to hear the news. That means his family will be safe. I do hope he suffers greatly. Just don't get caught. Try and stay off the streets if you can. I would hate to have to rescue you again," Kal joked.

"Kal, what about your daughters?" Toby had to ask.

"Those would be the loose ends that Chrone is tying up. As much as I want to see Mathias get what's coming to him, I have to go to my daughters."

"I understand...... thank you Kal, for everything."

"No Toby, It is I who must thank you. If you hadn't the courage to approach me than none of this would've ever happened. If you weren't so strong last night than I would have surely given up hope. All of this has happened because of you Toby. Wherever you go I shall miss you dearly but know this. I will never forget your bravery, courage, and resolve. They will be an inspiration for the rest of my life. Your tale will be one that I will tell to all those I love. Goodbye Toby, may the Gods bless you in many ways," Kal broke down in tears halfway through.

The words could not have been truer or harder to say. Who would have thought that such a small, young fox could have the courage to stand up to somebody like Mathias? That night Kal found the strength to resist by watching Toby. He was no longer a slave. He hugged the fox one last time and gently rubbed the head of Necros.

"Goodbye Kal, we shall never forget you either," Toby said, crying a little too. With that the lion slowly departed leaving the two alone.

Toby looked over at Necros. "Are you ready?" Necros licked his face. Toby knew what that meant. He hopped on the wolf's back before the two sped off into the night.

Toby reached Riddick's park in about a half-hour before he was supposed to arrive. This place was not alien to him. His orphanage use to bring the children here every couple of weeks. It was a rather small park. Several trees surrounded a large clearing that was covered with walking stones in the center. A giant fountain rested in the middle. It was, however, shut down for the night. This had to be the perfect place for a secret rendezvous. Delana would have never expected him to make it this far.

The two found some bushes to make good cover for them. They were well placed to be able to watch everything unfold. After a short while the sounds of approaching carriages were heard in the distance. Toby strained his head to one side to get a better look. The gleam in the distance made certain of who it was. Only one carriage could be that decadent. Its owner was Mathias. Toby had to hold back Necros when he tried to leap out of the bushes and dart toward the carriage.

"Stop it. No one knows we're here. If we have to strike, then we'll wait for the right moment," Toby said. He just barely managed to calm his mate down in time. The carriage slowly approached through the east entrance. Another from the opposite side was soon to follow. That must be the one Mathias owes Toby thought. The two carriages stopped on respective sides of the fountain. Necros started a low growl in his throat that was quickly quieted by Toby. There was a strange scent that hung in the air. It was a little bit like the one emanating from Necros.

"There is another loup savuage here. I can smell it too honey," Toby said. "Don't worry. He can probably smell you too, but I bet any trainers that are around have no idea how to really communicate with their wolves," Toby whispered. Necros seemed to agree. Though, just a precaution, they both ducked further behind the bushes.

Eventually the doors to the carriages opened. Mathias slowly made his way out of his, with Delana holding his arm. The pair in the bushes made sure to keep quiet. Mathias stopped for a moment and looked around. He could have sworn there was a familiar scent lingering about. The door on the other carriage opened next. Out stepped a tiger striped feline. His head was almost as big as his belly. He was dressed in a regal purple robe. The two exchanged proper greetings.

"Welcome Mathias and Miss Delana. What a fine night to see you both again," Conrad said.

"Dispense with the pleasantries, you came here for payment," Mathias did not seem too happy.

"Getting straight to business, are we, you should learn that life needs to be enjoyed my friend," the cat chuckled throughout his reply. Mathias just gave him a scornful look before reaching into the trunk of his carriage. He pulled out a couple of suitcases and threw them down in front of the feline. "There, that's all of it, 300 million gold pieces and the deeds to make up the rest. Now can I go, or do you wish to count it?" Mathias was very cold in his tone.

"Maybe I wish to count it dear," Delana suddenly made her presence known. "Just how many of those deeds are really mine?" she had walked over and stood next to Conrad. Mathias growled.

"I'm afraid that's not enough," Conrad sarcastically stated.

"Nor will it ever be, especially for her," Mathias slyly shot back. The two were both a little confused. Delana walked over and stood in front of Mathias. "I have loved you and looked out for you as long as we have been together, and you give me nothing but contempt in return! It's all over Mathias. Right now Conrad's men are quietly executing your allies, and seizing your assets. The mansion, your businesses, your wolves, they are all ours now. I once thought you were everything, and now I know..... aacckkk!"

Toby let out a gasp from the bushes. Mathias had stealthy pulled a dagger from his garment and buried it viciously in Delana's stomach. "Yes I know dear. To think I once loved you as well, and yet you believe that I am too incompedant to see your betrayal. I only gave you contempt! Try the clothes on your back and the money in your purse, you ungrateful wench. I had you watched the second we left the arena," his voice was as cold as his actions. "M...M... Mathias... why? I... I've always loved you," those were her last words before she fell over in a hump on the ground. The empty feeling immediately struck the wolf. What had he done?

An angry hiss came from the feline. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, such a waste of beauty. Oh well. More money for me, or the fat cat just gets fatter as some would say. This is the end Mathias. I bid you goodbye. Come forth my soldiers!" the feline yelled out. After a few seconds passed, Conrad yelled again, "I said come forth men!"

"I'm afraid they won't hear you Conrad. They're already dead. What kind of fool did you two take me for?" Mathias calmly asked. He then broke out in uncontrollable laughter. The sound haunted the whole park. Conrad quickly retreated back to his carriage.

"Ensign! Come at once!" he yelled toward the carriage. A large burly bear came lumbering through the door. His frame was so large that he could barely get himself out. Full body armor adorned his body. "Kill him! Kill him now!" Conrad ordered.

The pair in the bushes watched the next scene unfold intently. Mathias was still laughing as the bear drew cautiously closer with a sword in his paws. The next thing to happen made him drop it in fear. From deep in hiding, a giant white loup savuage sprang right in front of the bear's path. It took less than a second for the beast to nearly decapitate Conrad's guard with one swipe from his claws. His head was held on by only a few tendons and pieces of skin. The body dropped like a stone and landed with a thud on the ground.

By this time the feline was already trying to make his getaway. He had already jumped in his carriage and started away. However, the moment his carriage started to move another beast wolf, this one just as big as the first but brown in color, jumped directly on the horses. He used his claws to easily slit their throats. The carriage came to a crashing stop. The overweight feline stumbled out the door and ran right back toward Mathias.

"Please don't do this Mathias. You can have your money, debt forgiven. Just let me go!" while he was begging, it sounded much more like an order. Mathias started to laugh again.

"I leave that up to them," he said, turning his back on the feline. He did not want to see what came next. The white wolf engulfed Conrad's head in his jaws. The beast then snapped his neck back, ripping Conrad's head clean off. Blood spurted everywhere. After turning around, Mathias went over to the corpse of Delana and kissed her on her forehead. "I'm sorry this had to happen. Sometimes we can't escape the consequences of the lives we lead. You're the only female I have ever loved and will ever love again," he said softly. He then picked up her body and carried her into the carriage.

Mathias next walked over to Conrad, at least what was left of him. He spit on the body. "She will get a proper burial. You, however, should be thankful to serve as the next meal for my beasts. If only you two realized that I'm untouchable, invincible, undefeatable. In time I'll rule the entire city. To think you even tried to challenge me," Mathias said. The smile on his face could not have been wider when he picked up his suitcases.

Toby and Necros knew now was the time. The fox gave a silent signal to his mate to scramble just before he stepped out from his cover. "The only thing you're going to own is my foot in your ass!" Toby triumphantly yelled. Mathias dropped his suitcases in shock. He turned quickly to see a naked, young fox with his fists bawled up in rage, pretending like the other beast wolves were not even there.

"You... how did you," he stopped himself realizing the answer was irrelevant. He then looked around for Necros. Though he did not see him, Mathias sensed his presence. "I have two loup savages Toby. Even your precious Necros would stand no chance."

"You're wrong Mathias. Necros and I possess an endless power so great you can never comprehend. It drives us, gives us strength in hopeless situations. You should know. You extinguished this very same power when you killed Delana. Necros and I... we love each other, and nothing can break our bond," the fox was firm in his words.

"Hmph, so you found love... in the strangest of places I might add. Congratulations, but I'm afraid I've had enough of you Toby. Razor," he called to the brown wolf. "Kill him!"

Razor never had the chance to move from his spot. Seemingly dropping from the sky, like a fallen night angel, Necros landed on the other wolf with a thud. The impact instantly broke both of the Razor's shoulders. He would not be moving anytime soon.

"Karakos!" Mathias immediately yelled to the other wolf. The white beast tried to slash Necros with his claws. The black wolf dodged each blow fairly easily, all with a confident grin on his muzzle. Karakos tried one last desperate lunge toward the throat of Necros. The black beast casually ducked his blow and struck Karakos right in the gut. The next hit was a fist to the side of his opponent's head, knocking him out cold.

Toby smiled before clearing his throat. "Ah, now where were we. I believe you were begging for your life," Toby gloated.

Mathias growled and wielded his dagger. "I'll never beg for anything!" Mathias yelled, taking a step back to his carriage.

Toby laughed maliciously. "Well we do have all night to work on that. Oh just where, oh where shall I start. Necros disarm him," Toby instructed. Mathias tried to use the knife to stab Necros when he leaped forward, but it was immediately knocked free from his paw.

"Grrrr, Toby you better not do this. I'm a powerful person. I have powerful allies. If you so much as harm me they'll ruthless track you to the ends of the Earth," Mathias threatened.

"Harm you? Like this." As soon as he finished his sentence, Necros slashed the wolf's arm. Three deep cuts were made where his huge claws dug across the flesh. Mathias fell back against the carriage while grabbing his arm.

"I don't think anyone will be coming after me, not if they value their life," Toby explained. "Now are you ready to start begging, or shall we continue," Toby snickered.

Mathias looked at his arm pouring out blood. He knew he had no way out. Though his ego could never figure that out. To him Toby was still just a worthless orphan, and there was no possible way a worthless orphan could bring someone like him down. "You're nothing Toby. I've killed hundreds of furs just like you. You're just a slave. You're worthless. You think Necros loves you? He's just an animal! Soon he will grow tired of you and.... AAAAHHHHHH!"

Necros must have not liked that last part, for he proceeded to tear one of the wolf's ears straight off. Blood streamed down the face of Mathias. It was now he started to completely breakdown. Tears flowed from his eyes, mixing with his blood.

"Please, please, please," he kept repeating. The pain he felt made that the only word he could utter.

"Keep begging you bastard! I want to remember this moment for the rest of my life. I want you to know that it was me who took you down, a worthless orphan fox. I did not use money, guile, or power. I just used love. My love for Necros gave me strength to push on and resist your torture. Now here we are, just like I always envisioned," Toby was flaring with anger and struck Mathias across the nose.

"Bastard! I knew I should've been more cautious in choosing you. I should've left you at the orphanage to rot. Speaking of which, have you figured out what will happen to that place if you kill me?" Mathias asked.

Toby smiled. "I'm sure they'll do fine. After all, Ms. Buttlesworth will have plenty of funds to keep it going," he said. Then the fox gave a soft kick to the suitcase filled with the gold. Mathias started to laugh at the fox's ingenuity.

"So you figured out everything, haven't you Toby," he stated.

"Except the best way to make you suffer before you die," he boldly responded.

Mathias turned to the black beast standing over him. Memories flooded his mind of finding him when he was just a pup and raising him to become a brutal fighter. "And you! Even your own mother abandoned you Necros. I was the one that raised you, fed you, cared for you. How could you choose a pathetic fox over me? You dishonor your entire race. You swine, you mangy mutt, you..... AHHH!"

Necros ripped off the other ear of Mathias. Now his face was completely covered with his blood.

"Necros why did you do that? Now he can't hear us gloating anymore," Toby joked to his mate. "I guess you'll just have to kill him now. Mathias, it is time you paid for every crime you've ever committed in your life. Necros, I've already seen enough. Do what you have to, just make sure it's slow, really slow."

With that Toby turned his back and walked away. The ensuing screaming was too horrible to describe, as well as all the things that Necros was doing. Toby did not watch any of it. The sounds of flesh tearing and bone snapping were just as pleasant to hear. Toby thought of only one person who deserved that fate, funny how things work out.

Toby wished he could of saw Ms. Buttlesworth's face when she found the money that morning. It was a shame that the pair had to hurriedly leave the city. Their journey took them nearly the whole night. The deeds Toby let scatter across the city. It was only fitting that the general public get back everything Mathias had worked so hard in taking from them. The two did not stop running until they were far, far away from the city. They did not stop until even the tallest towers had disappeared in the distant horizon.

They ended up in a tall, grassy field. The smell was wonderful, not a trace of civilization. Toby hopped off the back of Necros and surveyed the field around. It was so beautiful, so far from the orphanage from where he once came. There was a river up ahead. Toby bounded for it. He could not wait to wash the filth from the city off his body. Necros watched the fox with curiosity. How he ever fell in love with such an odd creature was still a mystery to him. The wolf rolled around playfully in the grass, as he watched Toby bathe himself in the river.

When he was finally satisfied that the filth had been washed from his body, Toby crawled up the bank to watch the rising sun. A giant muzzle came to rest on his chest. They were both tired from all that they went through and soon fell asleep against each other only to wake a few hours later in the midday heat. Actually, it was Necros who awoke Toby with a few licks across his face. After a yawn and stretch Toby stood up to admire the horizon.

"We're finally free," Toby said softly, looking upon the endless sea of grass that lie in front of him. He was right. The two had finally found their freedom. Both from the paws of the greedy and their own rage and fear. They were left with nothing, nothing but each other. The fox turned to his side and smiled at his mate. He strained to wrap his arms around the thick neck of Necros before burying his little snout in that heavy, musky fur. The powerful musk swept through his body. No aroma could ever be greater than this. The little fox was in heaven.

He brought his muzzle up and showed the feral beast what a real kiss was. Toby's body tingled from the passion. His tongue teased the inside of the wolf's muzzle until Necros abruptly forced it back with his own. The little fox's muzzle was soon overwhelmed by his mate's long slurping tongue. Toby just felt like it was another way for Necros to exert his dominance over him. That was all right with him. He let the larger wolf gradually force him to the ground in that kiss. Toby slid his body directly under Necros so he was completely pinned down when his back hit the ground.

Necros must have weighed three or four times as much as him. The fox could not move a muscle underneath the wolf's great weight. Necros kept forcing more of his tongue into Toby's throat, while gently pushing his head back into the soft grass. He was making the fox swallow most of his drool. This is exactly how Toby wanted it. Necros was the alpha male. His virility and dominance should be worshipped in all their glory. Toby never thought he would ever have been attracted to a male, but Necros was a perfect specimen of masculinity. He was so perfect that Toby found every aspect of the beast irresistibly attractive. He was grateful just to be its counterpart, to have the honor of submitting to such dominance, to have the privilege of carrying around the powerful and precious seed of such a beast. That was Toby's role now. He was the alpha female.

The fox was beginning to understand. His sheath stirred as he finally figured out his fate. He would forever live under the dominance of Necros. He would love and worship the male till his very death. Such was the feeling felt by the infatuated fox. Knowing Necros adored him equally made the feeling so much sweeter. Necros would defend the fox with his life. He would sustain Toby with his own skill and prowess. The two were now truly mates. Two males, one far exceeded his role, and the other playing his equal counterpart.

Necros placed his legs inside Toby's, the trapped fox wondered how just he got to this moment. How could anyone ever fall in love with someone who raped them? Toby knew how frustrated Necros must have been. He finally snapped when thrown a fresh piece of meat. The fox had to keep reminding himself that Necros was still mostly animal, that he made decisions by instinct instead of emotion.

There were some questions he could never answer though. How could he in fact fall in love with an animal, and a male one at that?

All his questions disappeared when the wolf on top of him forced his legs wide open. Necros put one of his huge paws on Toby's chest and pushed the smaller fox harder into the ground. Toby felt his body go limp. This was his role as the female. Necros could do anything to his body. Toby would put up no resistance. This is how it had to be during every mating.

The pleasure of Necros was all that mattered in this primordial act. Toby's only pleasure would be servicing that magnificent piece of flesh. He could not be happier. No cock Toby could ever dream of could be as perfect as the wolf's. A huge girth lay hidden in the cavernous sheath of Necros. Toby swore, with a good stretch he could almost fit his entire head in there.

He let out a little gasp when he felt that huge sheath press against his tail-hole. Toby bit his lip in anticipation. He knew this would hurt for awhile. He knew that it would always hurt for awhile. So he shut his eyes and waited for the moment, trembling anxiously. He opened them confused when Necros lifted his weight off Toby. The fox let out a gasp when Necros straddled his chest. Now the crotch of Necros was right in front of Toby's face with his laden sack draped across the fox's chest.

This was something that the wolf had never done before. Toby was completely bewildered by it. Necros had something more important in mind. He wanted to make Toby truly grasp what he was about to take inside his body. The fox was afraid before. Now he could let his curiosity roam free. His eyes now stared in wonder instead of fear at the emerging sanguine tip. It looked even bigger up close. He still wondered how that majestic piece of flesh ever fit inside him.

Toby reached up slowly with one paw to trace a finger over the head. The wolf's cock jerked slightly and expelled a large goop of pre right on to Toby's neck. The warm slime coated his fur completely. The sheath of Necros swelled further as more of his cock started to emerge, jabbing Toby right in the chin and soaking his muzzle with more large drops of pre. Another heavy drop was forming before Toby hurriedly licked it off with his tongue. The cock grew even more and was now almost covered Toby's entire face. The fox was soaked with several more heavy drops of pre right between his eyes and then on his forehead as it grew.

This all seemed like a dream for the young fox. Not a being alive, feral or not, could deny the power that the cock of Necros held. Toby was entranced by its magnificence. He already felt like it had a power over his body. He was already willing to do anything for Necros. Now it was the same for his cock as well. Finally it reached its full length, still dripping with constant need all over the Toby's face. The enthralled young fox wasted no time in exploring the enormous length with his paws.

He made a solemn promise to himself at that moment. For the rest of his life he was going to devote himself to this cock. He would clean it each morning and after each time they mated, using his tongue to lick any grime underneath every vein and ridge. He would let it breed him no matter how tired or sick he felt. Most importantly, Toby was going to hold sacred anything that came out of it. He would walk around proudly knowing that his belly was full of its cum, the seed from a great male.

Necros achieved what he wanted. He could see it in his mate's eyes. Toby had truly accepted him. He could now finally completely grasp what was to dominate his body. Finally he had a mate to roam free with, to play and keep him company always, and to mount whenever and however he desired. Toby would be his forever and no prize could draw any attention away from his love.

The enthralled fox continued to blissfully run his tongue up and down the monster hovering just slightly above his face. The taste was exhilarating. Everything seemed like a dream. Nothing could taste this good. Nothing could hold this much power over him. But every time he felt another drop of its liquid soak his fur, he was reminded that this was very real. Toby let out a small whimper when the wolf drew his hips back, moving his cock with them. It brushed up and glided across Toby's nose on its way down. The dripping tip left a clear trail of slime down the fox's chest and over his hardened cock, as Necros reared his haunches.

Their eyes locked into each other the moment Necros smothered the leaking head of his cock up against the fox's much smaller tail-hole. The love they shared was true. They both knew what had to happen next. The fox rolled over quickly to get on his belly and prop his hips high in the air. He was taking his position of a bitch ready to be bred. Toby leaned his head to the side, exposing part of his fluffy white throat to his mate. His instincts made him. This time they would both willingly give into each other. Necros softly clamped his jaws around that supple neck, showing his dominance.

That was all right with Toby. He knew it would always be like this, for the rest of his life. It only made him happier. The wolf could easily kill him if he applied any pressure with his jaws. Toby was perfectly content to trust his mate with his life. Necros would never do anything to hurt him again. Now there was only one last task for Necros to complete before they could really live as mates. With a powerful lunge forward, the monstrous cock of the beast began spreading open Toby's much smaller tail-hole. It took some time and lots of whimpering from the fox, but the cock finally started to force its way in.

A wince from Toby made the wolf pause for a moment, before resuming the pressure. The fox thought he could never possibly get used to a member of such tremendous size. It still hurt, and he guessed it always would for awhile. It was a small price to pay for the pleasure he would receive in the end. His cheeks were forcibly spread to their fullest, and the fox's tail-hole was absurdly stretched around the cock that drove deeper inside him. Tears streamed down his face.

The size made Toby wonder if he would be able to take all of Necros, just like the first night with him. This time, however, the fox wanted it. More and more slid into the tight confines of Toby. The warmth and silky caress that gripped the cock of Necros made the wolf's teeth press harder into his lover's neck. There was no way Necros could slow himself now. He had to have this feeling all the time. Necros would take his female every free moment he could spare. There would be no rest.

With a few hard pushes through the fox's last resistance, Toby's furry hips nestled perfectly against the inside of the wolf's thighs. The whole cock pulsated within him. Toby could feel the veins on the cock flex and harden as they were engorged with blood. He thought he had taken it all, but he could swear that it was still growing. Necros stayed still and wrapped his arms tightly around Toby's waist. More and more both felt their feelings coalescing. Toby could no longer tell where the flesh inside him ended and where the flesh from the cock of Necros started. It was like their senses had been fused.

It was the same for the wolf as well. The fox felt perfect. This creature had been born to hold his cock. Even in his feral mind, he found it hard to believe. His cock was inside the perfect mate. Somehow he had mated a male completely outside his species. That was all right with Necros. Never in his life had he ever seen a creature so beautiful and pure, with inner strength to surpass even his. The bond would last even after death.

Time passed as the pair stayed still. Every moment Toby felt like he was becoming one with the cock inside him. He felt like he belonged to it, that he was a part of it. Necros felt no different. Never had he revered anyone like Toby. The fox took more punishment than any creature he witnessed before. Still he did not give up. Victory meant everything for Toby. It was not just victory but a belief to do what was right. That was one of the things Toby had taught him, and just one more of the many emotions the fox had left to teach him.

Toby lets out a soft mewl, as he finally feels the numbness around his tail-hole starting to wear off. He gritted his teeth. A sudden rush of pain was much more than he expected. "Ah ah ah, Necros! I don't think I'll ever get use to you," the fox said half in jest. He gripped the hard bulge in his belly and groaned shortly after. The wolf licked the top of the fox's head to comfort the little one. Then he softly bit Toby's nape once more. Now was the time for his female to be bred. Toby bit his lip and dug his claws deeply into the ground.

The fox's insides collapsed back into place as the monstrous organ started its withdrawal. Its veins flexed along the whole length with the movement of the wolf's hips. Necros stopped just as his tapered head kept Toby's tail-hole spread widely open. The light tickling breeze was a stark contrast to the silky warm caress of the fox's guts. Toby felt so empty. He could feel his insides slowly moving back into to place. This is what Necros wanted. Like a trap he was waiting to spring, Necros slammed his hips forward at the exact moment Toby felt like his insides had recovered. The sore fox was forcibly spread open once more.

Now he knew there was no holding back his alpha. The wolf withdrew his hips slowly once more. This time, however, he quickly slammed them right back against the fox's tender rump. A vicious scream of passion came roaring from the young fox's muzzle. Every thrust shifted Toby's body further along the ground. Total exhaustion finally pervaded, as Toby fought desperately to keep his balance. He collapsed, and Necros completely engulfed his entire body under his frame.

The pace was picked up slightly. Toby moaned and felt his cock pressing into the grass beneath him. It seemed like Necros was driving him into the dirt with the slamming of his hips. The cadence was so quick that Toby could no longer feel when the cock was driving in him or drawing back to fill him once more. There was only a constant blur of power and speed. Only a few seconds passed before Toby felt his body lock up. His cock started spurting cum. The fox was locked in orgasm, and the cock inside him would keep it that way.

The wolf sensed the flaring passions of his mate. A few drops of blood trickled down Toby's neck as Necros bit down harder. His cock was repeatedly squeezed by the tight tail-hole surrounding it. The caress of Toby's guts was getting to be too much for the feral wolf to take. His knot was starting to grow. Necros knew if he buried it inside Toby, they could well be locked together for the whole night. Toby gave him a playful growl when he felt it banging against him. If this were to be a true mating, then he knew that Necros must tie with him. That is what they wanted, needed.

Toby was blinded with pleasure. His heart felt like it was beating out of his chest. The cock made him feel like an intense furnace was building inside with each thrust. Everything was becoming too much for him. The fox desperately clawed at the ground to get away. He just wanted a little break. If Necros did not slow his cadence then there would be no telling what would happen to Toby. The little fox's rump was bruised by the heavy smacks of the wolf's hips. The shrieks that escaped his lips were ones he had never made before.

Just when the little fox was on the brink of being lost completely in his lust was the precise moment that something special occurred between the two. With a great roar Necros had sunk the last few remaining inches of his cock deep inside Toby. The tightness that enveloped his length triggered his knot to enlarge rapidly. The bond between the two was now complete. As his cock swelled, the wolf ensured their love. Their bodies were of different strengths, size, and even species, seemingly completely incompatible. But through their sacred mating, the feral wolf and the orphan fox had joined their bodies together in the ultimate act of love.

Toby felt the pleasure of Necros each time his tail-hole flexed. He felt so good knowing that he was pleasing Necros more than anyone possibly could. This feeling in turn spread over to Necros. The two howled in unison. Just as the heavy balls of Necros reared up toward his body. The knot had inflated to its fullest. The next few seconds were so precious that neither of them would forget the moment for the rest of their lives. The very essence of life, offered up by Necros and accepted by Toby, flooded the fox's insides. The pressure increased with each spurt that landed deep in his belly. The thick knot of the wolf fulfilled its purpose flawlessly. It plugged Toby's tail-hole so that not a drop of cum would be wasted.

The minutes passed like hours for the mating pair. Sporadic pulses of the wolf's cock would send just a little more semen to join the pool deep within his mate. Toby moaned in exhaustion. The pressure was becoming too much. The swelling in his gut was starting to hurt as it got bigger. Teeth sunk into his neck again. Necros violently tugged his hips, even though his cock was going nowhere. The soft whimpers from his partner below followed. This time Toby did not black out. He felt everything. The movements summoned strange feelings of neither pleasure nor pain. It was somewhere in the middle but really was completely different. In the end, it just made him feel closer to Necros.

The wolf held his bite strong. What ecstasy the fox brought him. No pleasure could be greater than this. No victory could be sweeter than the present. He had won over the fox, not with brute force, but with tender love. The wolf's hips stopped moving at last. His head crashed over Toby's. The hot breath from his heavy panting surrounded the fox's head. All at once Toby came down from his massive climax. The scream that followed would have frighteningly agonized anyone who heard the terrible sound. All the pain came rushing up at once. The pressure and the soreness made the cringing fox whimper softly in the grass.

The knot was not shrinking, nor was the fox expecting it to. He remembered why Necros chose him. It was his incredible strength and perseverance. Then Toby realized that the pain he felt now was nothing. This would only be the beginning. This is why Necros needed a mate as strong as him. It was all clear now to the young fox, and he accepted his fate. "I love you Necros," he spoke softly up at the wolf.

The wolf returned with soft licks all over his mate's face. Each time he looked in the fox's big, blue eyes, he fell in love all over again. No creature could bring out the emotions he felt when he stared at the fox. No longer was he asking the same questions. How could such an inferior species have such strength? How could he ever fall in love with such a creature meant to be his bitch? Instead Necros just accepted it. Toby was his. That was all that mattered. He playfully jostled the whimpering fox with his hips. Necros was not going to come loose anytime soon.

A tremendous piercing howl thundered throughout the lands, sure to draw curious eyes from the wildlife around them. The howl resonated throughout the surrounding lands, making their passion known. This mating was sure to last throughout the day and well into the night. Two beings, so different, yet so much alike found their love, in the strangest of places.

The End

FIN

Finito

Let's out a deep, relaxing sigh. I'm so glad I finally finished this. That's it. That's all I'll ever write about them again, well maybe some future epilogue isn't out of the question. I truly apologize for any mistakes, but this was an incredibly hard series to write for me. I must've run out of ideas like fifty times.

If anyone is interested, I came up with this whole story from a recurring fantasy I kept having of a fox being thrown into a cage with a horny wild wolf.