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Chapter Eight.

"Good Evening Zack." Kyle said softly as he brought the window down on the driver's side of the car.

"Hey Kyle." Zack said as cheerfully as possible, trying to ignore the Dollmomin sitting in the back seat of the car and the stern stare of the older dalmatian in the car. He put a paw on the door as he gave a friendly smile towards Kyle's father, who merely grimaced further, eyebrows furrowing. The Dollmomin in the back of the car made a hissing noise, head pointed towards him.

"This is my father, Don..." Kyle said, still softly and quiet.

"A pleasure to meet you sir, Kyle's been a good friend." Zack said and smiled.

"Oh I'm sure." Don said, his voice hinted towards near grumbling. The Dollmomin was now nearly standing up in the back seat, its head close to Don's ear as it made that hissing noise. Zack's ears flicked, trying to discern the hissing but that's all it really sounded like to him. Kyle and Don couldn't see the demon or hear the noise, but Don seemed to grow more agitated as he said further, "I'm sure he's been...incredibly friendly towards you."

The implications behind what Don said were clear. It was exactly as how Kyle told him. His father didn't like that his son was gay, but was holding it back. This was going to be an awkward trip.

Zack decided to try and dance around the subjects with him, "He has been sir, helping him out with his baseball practice afterall."

Don grumbled again and he looked away. The Dollmomin remained hissing in his ear, but it seemed the conversation was over as after a few moments of silence Kyle gave Zack a soft look and asked him to get in the back.

The wolf nodded and he stepped back to let Kyle out so that he could push the driver seat back and Zack stooped down and crawled into the back. The demon wormed away to occupy the other end of the backseat, moving away from Don's ear and making room for Zack as if it was a known passenger. Zack momentarily glared at it while acting like he was getting comfortable. The beady red eyes in the smoky form stared back at him, glinting and taunting him.

Kyle put the seat back into place and sat back down, put the car into gear and then began to drive down the streets towards the mall. It would be a bit of a wait, and Zack was fine with sitting in silence, which seemed to be holding strong with Don's presence and radiating dislike of him. The Dollmomin however, phased through part of the passenger seat. Zack watched this slightly out of the corner of his eyes, as the demon brought its head once more to Don's ear and began to make that hissing noise once more.

Several seconds of this noise past before Don suddenly spoke, "So Zack, Kyle told me you met him online at first, but then found him at his school."

Again, the implications were very clear, accusing Zack of stalking his son. Zack tried to think quickly on what he could say as Kyle tried to correct his father, "Dad I told you we met up once before he even saw me at school. He had been there just to see the coach, right Zack?"

Zack nodded, "Yeah. I was visiting some of my old teachers and then wanted to see Mr Harris as well, I noticed Kyle among the players and then the coach pulled me in to help with practice."

Don gave another grunt, the Dollmomin still hissing in his ears as he looked to Kyle, "So what makes him so great that you want to date him?"

Kyle blushed and he folded his ears back a bit, as much as they could given they were a little on the floppier side. "He's been really nice, I just like him."

Zack smiled and tried to keep his tail from wagging, but the smile faded as Kyle's father continued, "Even after the disaster you told your mom that first date at your work was? You came home really upset that day."

"There had been an attack there, he pulled me out before it happened. I realized Zack just seemed to want to protect me and wanted-"

"Seemed to know though, yeah?" Don interrupted, his gaze going over the seat to sneer at Zack, "Seemed to know that there was someone who was about to go about stabbing their ex-girlfriend for breaking up with them over text."

"No one really knows if that's the case." Kyle said quickly, "That's just what the news is rumouring about it."

"Still doesn't excuse that he'd just know it was going to happen." Don growled. Zack kept his own gaze as he and the older dalmatian stared one another down. This entire time the Dollmomin continued making the hissing noise. "Then he pulls you across the city with no explanation. What if he was actually acquainted with the buck hmm? Well Zack, what can you say? Perhaps I should report you to the police for your suspicious behaviour that night."

"Dad he doesn't-"

"Shut it boy!" Don barked and Kyle jerked slightly in his seat, ears pinning back again.

Zack had to resist the urge to growl as he calmly spoke, pulling Don's attention away from his son, "I merely wanted to get him away from the trouble as much as possible. I could tell the buck had a weapon, but I didn't know if it was a gun or as it ended up being, a knife."

The wolf held Don's gaze and he continued, "I'm sorry if you have an issue with me, Don." He said, making a point to use the dalmatian's name instead of calling him "sir".

Don noticed this and he growled lowly, but Zack merely continued, "I've been told you don't approve of gays, lesbians, and the like. I can understand that it may be hard to accept that your offspring doesn't take after your ideals. My parents don't know I'm gay yet, and thinking about what their reactions may be scares me." Zack gave a low growl of his own back, making it sound much more fierce than Don's in challenge, "But even if they end up hating me, I won't change who I am to placate them, and neither should your son change to placate you."

"Being that I'm the one who raised him and gave him clothes and food and a home, he should at least take my opinion into consideration." Don growled, eyes glaring over at Kyle.

Zack realized that this wasn't going to be healthy for Kyle and he tried again to diffuse the situation, "I'm pretty sure he knows full well what your opinion is. He didn't exactly invite you to come along though, you invited yourself. The duties of family have nothing to do with one being allowed to control the life of another family member. Family is there to help and care for you, not tell you how to live your life. I'm sure you don't have your parents trying to butt in and control yours, so please, drop it and try to enjoy the mall."

Don stared for several seconds before he grunted and turned away from Zack and Kyle, staring out his passenger side window. Kyle remained quiet but with a quick glance in the rear view mirror the wolf caught the younger dalmatian's appreciative look. Zack settled back in his seat and stared out of his own smaller window. He watched out of the corner of his eye as the Dollmomin sat back with him, sitting like a large dog and staring at him once more. It seemed that with Don defused it once again lost interest in fueling his emotions. He ignored it with his head in one paw.

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When they arrived at the mall they walked in relative silence to the entrance. The Dollmomin had phased through the car and was walking beside Don. Zack continued to stare at its backside while Don walked ahead of him and Kyle. He studied the way it walked, on digitigrade legs just like the werewolves but only about half as tall, reaching only about to mid chest height of the furs it was walking with. With its long arms dipping in front of it, it walked lazily, looking like a zombie as it was slightly hunched over. It was again making that hissing sound as it remained close to Don like stubborn glue.

Beside Zack, Kyle noticed the wolf's stares. The dog looked to where he was looking but could see nothing, and he remained silent as he walked beside him until they reached the entrance of the mall and Don paused, the demon stopping with him.

Don turned his head over his shoulder as he stared at the two of them, "You two go do whatever it is you're intending to do, I'm going to the bar." He pointed across the buildings to where a bar and grill was connected to the mall, a place called Grillber's.

Kyle's eyes widened and he shook his head, "Dad, please don't. Mom was crying last time you stayed...out..." He trailed off as Don suddenly whipped around, taking the few steps towards them as he growled.

"Don't you dare try to tell me what to do!" He barked and lifted his paw, reaching it back as if to backhand Kyle.

Kyle froze, staring in horror as his father approached and as the older dalmatian swung Zack stepped forward and reached out, catching Don's arm.

Don tried to pull his arm back, but Zack held on firmly as he growled, glaring at Don, "When Kyle told me you didn't approve of his sexuality he told me you'd never had tried to hit him..."

"I should have beat his ass the moment I found out." Don growled, again trying to pull his arm back, but failing to do so. "I hoped it was just a phase of curiosity. A "I wonder how big I am compared to other men my age" kind of thing. Hoped that after getting his first cock to suck he'd turn around. But no, it seems he's not going to be normal. Should have beat it out of him in the first place."

"Well now that I'm here, you won't be getting that chance, cause as you can tell." Zack bared his teeth as he tightened his grip, making the older dog shuffle a bit from the pain, "I'm no pushover, and if I find out you harm Kyle, I'll make sure you feel three times as much pain." The older canine snarled and Zack released his arm as he still stood slightly in front of Kyle, who was still frozen from the near blow from his own father. "If you want to drink fine." Zack snarled back, "But if you're not at the car by ten thirty we're leaving your ass behind and you can find your own way home for once, instead of burdening your son and wife with your destructive habits. Wake up old man, you can't decide your son's live for him."

Zack turned his head over his shoulder to Kyle and twitched his head. Kyle nodded in understanding and slowly stepped around Zack to move towards the entrance of the mall. Zack followed as he looked back over his shoulder at Don, who was now standing with his paws balled up in fists, watching them leave. The Dollmomin beside him lifted its arm and it waved casually to Zack.

Zack growled and turned his head away, following Kyle into the mall. The canine quickly found a bench by the doors and he sat down, staring at the floor. Zack slowly approached and sat down next to him. He closed his eyes and sighed.

The wolf tried to think of what to say when his date sniffled. Zack opened his eyes and looked over. Kyle had his head in his paws, covering his eyes, the sniffling continued. Zack paused, his heart breaking at the sight and he tried to think of what to do. Some people walked by, staring at the crying dalmatian. Zack gave them all glares of "mind your own business." before he eventually gathered the courage to reach over and wrap an arm around the dog.

Kyle leaned into him, giving a few more sniffles and hugging Zack back. This only was for a few second though as Kyle remembered they were in public and he pulled away, coughing and he shook his head, "S-sorry..."

"It's okay." Zack assured, his paw patting the other canine's back.

Kyle nodded and he gave a weak chuckle, "You just seem to keep becoming a better and better person Zack. If you weren't there to stop him..."

Zack shook his head, "If I wasn't here he probably wouldn't have felt agitated..."

"Maybe." Kyle admitted, "But if he tried anyway and no one stopped him...I don't know how far he'd go...He can spend hours upon hours on end screaming at me when he gets drunk...I don't know how bad it would be if he did start hitting me..." He coughed again and rubbed at his nose, looking away and trying to recover himself. "Anyways...let's try to go eat somewhere."

Zack nodded, but he wasn't going to just drop the subject, he was too worried, "How long has the longest time he's yelled at you been?"

Kyle sighed, realizing he couldn't avoid the subject with Zack, "There was a night about half a year ago...he was dropped off by a cop who picked him up for drunk driving. He got a really heavy fine. That was the night he lost his driver's license too. I didn't go to school the next day, he spent the whole night screaming at and blaming me for his troubles so I didn't get any sleep. By the end of it all before he finally passed out he designated me as his personal taxi. Mom just stood there beside me, holding me. I think she was scared he was going to try and hit me too..."

Kyle's paws clenched into fists themselves and he growled, his sadness rapidly turned to anger and Zack could see it in his eyes. "I...I hate him. I knew he didn't approve of my sexuality but to think he'd almost hit me...Mom wants to do something but what can she do? She doesn't want to break the family apart or anything, but he's not learning he can't tell me how to live my life."

The dalmatian shook his head and relaxed. He smiled slightly and looked at Zack, "With you around I hope I can get that courage so you won't have to keep standing up for me. Thank you though."

Zack smiled, "Don't worry, I wouldn't let you get hurt. So, come on then, let's go eat something."

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The two canines walked across the mall and eventually came to the food court, where they both settled for eating sandwiches from a sub shop called Fresh Dips. Zack got a french dip, the shops signature sandwich since they were so close in name, while Kyle got a turkey and ham club sandwich.

They ate together in the food court, chatting about Zack's school and about the few sports teams the college had, until Zack noticed a few Dollmomin following a couple across the court. A buff male tiger and a very pretty looking female fox, they seemed about as much as a couple as a couple could look like. Both were drinking smoothies and seemed to be whispering to each other in hushed voices, keeping away from the crowds.

Zack's gaze followed the couple as their whispering seemed be growing more and more plantative. Again, it seemed the demons were fueling the emotions of annoyance and anger in the more people. Zack was becoming more and more curious on as to why, and how, they did it. Over the sound of the mall, he couldn't pick up the Dollmomin's hissing noises, but could guess that they were making it.

"Zack?" Kyle spoke up and Zack blinked as he turned his attention to his date sitting across from him. Kyle looked back behind himself then, giving a brief glimpse behind himself to the tiger and vixen as they stopped aside a nearby wall separating the dining areas and mall walkways.

"They look pretty together, huh?" Kyle questioned as he turned his gaze back to the wolf.

Zack nodded quickly, "Yeah. Yeah they do."

Zack remained looking away from the couple, ignoring them as their situation continued to escalate slowly. Kyle, however picking up on Zack's behaviour, peeked over his shoulder again to watch them.

Kyle could not see them, but the Dollmomin were becoming increasingly more and more excited as the pair kept whispering. Eventually, the vixen stomped her foot down, reached out and japped at the tiger's chest as she said, now loud enough to be heard by them, "You bastard! Are you seriously trying to justify it?"

"Babe! Keep it down." The tiger hissed, looking around a bit, but before he could continue, the vixen uncapped the lid of her smoothie, and in the next second, he was wearing it.

The two Dollmomin were going crazy. They began jumping up and down around them both and making loud screeching noises that only Zack could hear, his ears pinning back at the noise as the tiger blinked stupidly, his black shirt now stained red by a strawberry fruit drink. The vixen made a very annoyed noise, turned around and began stomping away from him.

The tiger slowly recovered and he snarled, baring his sharp teeth as he picked at chunks of strawberry on his shirt before he called after her, "Fine then bitch, be that way!" Before he turned the opposite direction and stomped off himself, now with nearly every eye in the food court watching him.

As he left, Kyle turned back towards Zack, who had pointedly ignored most of the event, but was now staring at where they had been standing. The Dollmomin were still screeching and jumping around the area the couple had been, they were making loud breathing noises, as if inhaling something.

Zack was torn away from his observations as Kyle asked him, "Zack? Did you know that would happen?"

Zack folded his ears back and he tried to think of something, "Well, it seemed like they were arguing about something, but I tried not to pay attention. I mean...none of our business, right?"

"I suppose." Kyle agreed, "But what were you staring at...you did the same thing earlier, staring at a space by my dad."

Zack paused, he hadn't realized that Kyle had seen him doing that. "It's... " He stopped, and eventually closed his eyes and sighed. "It's nothing..."

"Zack." Kyle said softly, his voice giving an insistent tone and Zack growled.

"I...can't go into details..." Zack relented. "But...it's just...dangerous."

Kyle stared at the wolf as he looked down at the table at his mostly eaten french dip. Zack perked back up as the Dollmomins screeching stopped, just in time to see that where there had once been two, there were now five, just as they phased through the floor and vanished. Whatever they had been doing was done.

Zack watched the spot they vanished as he spoke to Kyle, "Just trust me on that..."

Kyle remained examining Zack's expressions before he nodded, "All right Zack, I will."

Zack couldn't help but appreciate the trust the dog placed in him, his chest warming and he smiled, giving a soft sigh, "Thank you. I'll try to explain it to you fully another time but right now if I did..."

"I'd think you're crazy?" Kyle offered, and Zack nodded. He giggled softly and shook his head a bit, "Maybe...but I'll wait until you think I won't."

Kyle managed to return their conversation back to normal by bringing up the last baseball practice he had, where the buck that had thrown that baseball at him when Zack was there was kicked off by Mr Harris. Apparently he had tried to gouge a player on the opposing team who was trying to tag him out between bases. Trying to use antlers, horns, or other head ornaments to bully players out of the way, regardless of species, was an instant kick to the bench for the rest of the game. It seemed Mr Harris had tired of the buck's antics and told him he was no longer a part of the team.

While Zack gave his opinions of the subject about how horrible of a bully that buck seemed to be, he also wondered if the buck was just like that, or if he was also being egged on by Dollmomin outside of the games for his violent behaviour to keep growing.

They finished their meals and then went to the arcade, where they spent the last few hours they had playing several games. Kyle completely dominated Zack in points when it came to shooting games, and then they played a dancing revolution game for nearly an hour as their last stop. They worked up quite a sweat constantly moving their footpaws. By the end of it all, they were both giggling and panting.

They took a moment to recover before leaving the arcade and made their way back across the mall towards the other end they had parked at. It was about ten fifteen, the mall stores were closing and Kyle said he wanted to get to the car before his dad did, if he even showed up at ten thirty.

"I fully intend to go along with exactly as you said." Kyle said as they walked through the last hallway, "If he doesn't show up at ten thirty he can get home himself, if my mom calls me to ask me to pick him up I'm going to tell her I refuse."

Zack wagged his tail happily at that and he nodded, "Good."

Unfortunately, Kyle's confidence fell as they approached the glass doors and from there they both could see Don already hovering by the car. As they stepped out Zack snarled silently as the older dog tilted his head back, drinking from a large bottle of whiskey in several gulps. The Dollmomin was still glued to him, now standing up tall on its legs, hissing in his ear.

After he finished his gulping, Don through the bottle to the ground as he shouted, gathering the attention of some other furs walking the lot. "Well, it's 'bout damn time!" His voice was incredibly unbalanced, tone rising and falling with each word. "Fucking god Kyle, if you're gonna be gay you can at least suck his cock faster can't ya?!"

Kyle whimpered and Zack growled, the wolf walking faster to keep himself between Kyle and Don as they approached. The older dalmatian continued, "Making me wait out here for so damn long."

"It's ten twenty Don." Zack said as he folded his arms in front of the intoxicated dog, "We said we'd be here by ten thirty to leave."

"Yeah? And I called his phone an hour ago to tell him I wanted to leave then!" Don growled and he spat at ground in front of Zack, "Fucking fags."

Zack looked over his shoulder at Kyle, who only shook his head. His phone hadn't gone off at all, or if it did, he didn't notice it because they had started doing the dancing game. He looked back at Don as he snarled again, "We were in the arcade so we never noticed your call. You don't dictate when we leave anyway, no one invited you to come along."

Don chuckled "I'm the one who raised him! I can dictate what I want, until he leaves my house, he'll listen to what I say!" The dalmatian moved to the car, his paw grasping the door handle and trying in vain to open it, "Now unlock this damn thing and take me home!"

"No."

Zack blinked, it was not him that said that. He looked over his shoulder at Kyle, who was glaring at his father, paws clenched and shaking as he stepped forward, pushing Zack away as he yelled, "I'm tired of you dad! If you can't learn to accept my life choices then fine, hate me! I'm sick of trying to gain acceptance for something I can't really help!"

Kyle shook as his eyes shimmered with tears of both rage and sadness, "You just can't accept that you'd have a gay son! I'm my own person dad! Piss off!"

Don stared at him blankly for several seconds, as if confused at the outburst. Zack's ears pinned back as the Dollmomin jumped up on top of the car, hissing incredibly loudly in the older dog's ears, as Don tilted his head.

"Is that right...?" He let go of the door handle and began to carefully make his way towards Kyle. "Ya know...Kyle..." Don said, sadness in his voice as he slumped against the back of the car a moment, "You're right..."

A moment of silence passed, asides for Zack, who continued to hear the loud hissing of the demon, before suddenly Don launched himself forward. As he ran he picked up a large piece of glass from the bottle he had thrown to the ground, and tackled Kyle.

Zack shouted out and he was on top of them both when they hit ground. Kyle shouted out in pain as Zack tore the older dog off from on top of Kyle.

Zack threw Don, the drunk canine stumbling and falling ten feet away from them. The wolf looked down at Kyle, blood covered his left paw as he held tightly onto the wound with the other. He whimpered and had his eyes shut tight. Several people in the lot that had heard the shout were now peering over cars, trying to see what was happening.

Rage filled Zack at the sight of his harmed boyfriend, and the Dollmomin was suddenly hissing in his ear. Zack heard a voice in his mind then.

"Show him the pain he's caused his son."

Zack looked to the side at the demon that was next to him. It hissed all the more.

"He deserves it, would he not?"

The wolf breathed heavily as the rage boiled inside him. He felt his body starting to expand, the transformation being brought on by his emotions. He growled deeply as he tried to calm himself and stop it, but listening to Kyle's whimpers as he tried to help him cover the wound on his paw pads with his shirt was only making him more angry.

Don laughed drunkenly where he was rolling on the ground, eventually managing to find his position and push himself up unsteadily to his feet. He held the bottle neck of the broken whiskey bottle, the sharp end of it covered in blood. Kyle's blood. Zack watched him while baring his teeth as the dog held his paws out, stumbling a bit back and forth.

"He's right." Don said, giggling, "I can't accept a gay son, I refuse to have one."

"So you'll kill him?!" Zack barked, heaving his breaths in his rage, "Is that it!?"

"And you too, stupid fag wolf." He pointed with the bottle, "You completed his choice, perhaps I could have fixed him if you never showed up. This is your fault. Hell at first I would've thanked you, after that first date and he came home crying I thought for sure he'd become straight as a ruler, but nope, he ended up sauntering right back to you, asking you to fuck him!"

Zack growled deeply and the voice in his head hissed again, "Show him what you'll do to those that hurt ones you love. Show him his inferiority. Kill him. Kill him just like he'd kill Kyle!"

Zack glared at the Dollmomin next to him. He reached out and he grabbed the demon before it could react. His paw held it by the neck, and he growled at it as he bared his teeth. "I won't kill him." He thought back to it and then squeezed his paw around its neck.

The Dollmomin made a shrieking, gagging sound. It's dark paws came up and scrabbled at Zack's arm, surprisingly sharp claws digging into the flesh and leaving trails of blood. Zack ignored the pain, glaring at the demon as he continued, "You did this...you fed his hate, flamed it...you're who will die." And with that, Zack's arm doubled in size, his muscles bulging as he transformed only his arm. His grip nearly tripled and there was sharp snapping noise. The Dollmomin fell limp, its arms dropping as Zack crushed its neck and killed it. He threw the demon away as he rose up, his other arm transforming as he stared over at Don. Most of his body was larger, his shirt and shorts hugging his body much more tightly, but only his arms he allowed to fully transform.

Don saw the transformation, watched Zack interact with what to him seemed only air, and suddenly have several wounds appear along his arm, but his drunk mind didn't comprehend it and he pointed the bottle at him again. "Bring it on pup! I'll cleanse the world of two mistakes at least!"

"The only mistake that's getting cleansed is you." Zack growled as he began to walk towards Don.

As he was about five feet away from Don when he launched himself forward again, holding the sharp end of the broken bottle neck out at him. Zack merely stepped aside, letting the drunk dog fall face first onto the ground. Quickly, Zack rolled him over and sat down on him. He grabbed hold of the paw holding the bottle and slammed it against the ground as hard as he could.

Several loud cracks echoed from Don's paw as a few of his fingers broke from the force against the solid concrete.The force made the bottle in his grasp to break, causing several shards of glass to become lodged in his paw pads. Don yelped out in pain, not even as drunk as he was could dampen the pain of broken fingers and glass. Zack then proceeded to deliver several punches straight to Don's face with his other paw, holding the other down against the ground still. He breathed heavily as rage still boiled inside him, all he could hear was the sound of blood rushing in his ears and the pained screams of the canine under him as he began to beat him to a pulp. Don tried to bat Zack away with his free arm, lamely hitting at the wolf's now much more buff chest, but Zack ignored it and just kept swinging.

Zack didn't know how many punches it took, but Don passed out, his screaming had stopped but Zack continued his beating punches, grunting with each one until he had to pause and pant heavily, still sitting on the now limp canine.

He fully intended to continue his assault but Zack felt a soft touch on his shoulder and he snapped up and turned his head, ready to attack, but he paused as the new person stepped back quickly at his reaction. The fur, a female calico cat with a wide midsection, was holding up her phone and spoke, her voice soft and worried "I've called the cops...are you okay?"

Zack panted heavily as he stared at her, his senses coming back to him, the rage fading and he looked down at the beaten father under him. His face was now severely bruised and bloody on the right side where Zack's left paw had focused punching, he had managed to punch out a few teeth that were now scattered on the concrete around Don's head.

He quickly stood up in shock, and stumbled back several feet before hitting the back of a car and then slumping to the ground, his arms and body returning to his normal size as he did, which thankfully hid the change from those watching. A racoon nearby was saying things to Kyle, who was now sitting up, holding his paw with his own shirt wrapped around it and watching the wolf. Zack held his head in his paws as he swore. "Oh shit...I..."

The feline made a soothing noise as she reached down and patted his shoulder again, "It's okay hon...a lot of people saw and heard what happened...this was self defense, you're fine..."

Zack could only nod at that and he looked over to Kyle, who stared at him with wide eyes.

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It was a few minutes later that the cops did arrive. They managed to wake up Don and then locked him up in a car. Zack was momentarily also locked in a car as the cops questioned several witnesses and Kyle himself. After they finished questioning Kyle, they released and questioned Zack.

Zack explained that Don was drunk, and his hatred of his son's choice of sexuality sparked him to attack Kyle, adding that Don had a history of verbally abusing Kyle, but had never attempted to physically harm him until today. Zack tore him off and then defended himself when Don gave explicit intentions to kill him. This was in line with what several of the witnesses heard, so they took the story and said they'd be holding Don in the police office holding cells until a later time.

Zack said he didn't want to press charges when he was asked, but that he just wanted to make sure Kyle was okay, and asked the cops to please help Kyle and his mother find better living conditions, away from Don. They gave him some sayings on how'd they have to investigate and determine if they were in any danger, but through Zack's insistence they agreed that after tonight that was most likely the case and would push it through. His arm was then treated for the scratch wounds on his arm he'd been inflicted with by the Dollmomin, which Zack played off as cuts from the bottle before he had managed to grab Don's paw and break it against the ground. He stated that since they had been on the ground, before people had managed to get closer they must not have seen it happen through the sea of cars in the lot, and that Kyle had been busy with his own injury to notice. The body of the demon had vanished from where Zack remembered throwing it, but he couldn't try, nor really wanted, to find it.

Kyle's wound was also treated with first aid, cleaned up and bandaged. It was a shallow cut from the glass, but would take a bit for his paw to heal it. Kyle's mom was called and asked that he come home, but Kyle said he wanted to stay with Zack instead for a few days, telling her that he didn't want to be around the house to be reminded of tonight. She relented, and further asked to speak to Zack directly, at which she thanked Zack for taking care of Kyle and stopping Don from hurting him. Zack bashfully accepted the thanks, and told her that Kyle would be fine and safe at his dorm room for a few days since it was the weekend.

When it was all said and done, it was two in the morning when Zack and Kyle finally walked into his dorm building back on the college grounds. Drailsin was in the kitchen again, wearing a chef's apron, but he only looked up at them as they walked in. The bandaged wounds gave the dragon enough of a clue to keep his mouth shut and he merely waved at them. Zack waved back with a small smile to assure that everything was mostly okay, before leading Kyle up to his room.

Once there, Zack flopped down on his bed and he sighed tiredly. Kyle carefully climbed over him and rested on his right side, putting a paw on Zack's chest and laying there with him. Both of them had remained silent the entire car ride home, and now they again remained silent as they stared off into space, trying to take in what had happened.

After a few minutes, Zack sighed and he reached his right arm down Kyle's body and gently rubbed his back through his shirt, which the front was stained red with blood from when he tried to cover his wound with it. "I'm sorry Kyle...I shouldn't have tried to challenge him."

Kyle looked up at him and shook his head, "No, don't...eventually I would've said what I did, even without you being here. And if he reacted the same way and you weren't there...I don't know if I would've been able to fight him off."

Kyle sat up and Zack did the same, his paws under him to hold up his upper body. "I didn't expect this night to turn out like this, but I'm kind of glad it did." He smiled and his tail wagged, "I broke free. I told him to piss off and I'm finally my own self, I don't have to do what he tells me to anymore."

Zack grinned and he wagged his tail as well, "Hopefully you and your mom can get out your house and find someplace new."

The dalmatian nodded, "She had already been keeping several places for just such a thing, in case it ever escalated to it, we could move out quickly to a new place to get away from him. With the police department's help now we can easily get a new place. Just glad now we won't have to do it behind his back and he can know full well that we're leaving him."

"He really had never tried to hurt you before huh?" Zack asked, worried about the Dollmomin and how quickly they seemed able to escalate those violent emotions.

Kyle shook his head, "No, never. He'd threatened it, but he never tried to go through with it, especially like today when he was still sober." He grimaced, "That's what really had me so upset at first in the mall I guess, it made me realize he was really never going to accept me as me, and that's what got me to stand up to him at the car, besides your encouragement."

The dalmatian suddenly shifted, and he flopped himself over Zack to lay on his stomach between the wolf's legs. "I have a question for you about tonight though Zack."

"Oh?" Zack tilted his head, frowning, "What kind of question?"

Kyle shook his head, "I'll ask it in a bit, but first, I want to forget about tonight a little and enjoy your company." He nuzzled between Zack's legs, pressing his snout against his crotch, sniffing at his musk.

Zack grinned and he leaned back a little more. He nodded, "All right. I'll answer the question if you give me some good company." He chuckled and wagged his tail.

Kyle murred and smirked up at him, bringing his paws up to the sides of Zack's hips and hooking on the waistband of his shorts and boxers, pulling them both down just enough to expose Zacks sheath and orbs to the outside world.

The heavy musk filled the air more freely, brought on by the dancing they had done in the arcade and the events of the night shortly after. Kyle pressed his nose right against Zack's balls and breathed deep, groaning softly as he closed his eyes. The wolf shivered at the feeling of cold dog nose against his orbs, as they reacted by briefly pulling up in their sack before relaxing again.

Just like Tarn had done in the forest several days ago, Zack watched Kyle take one of his balls into his muzzle and start to slowly suckle on it, cleaning the fur of musk and growling softly. Zack's paws dug into his bed and his sheath swelled rapidly as he watched. This time he was making a conscious effort to enjoy the pleasure but keep his transformations in check. He wouldn't want Kyle trying to deepthroat or something only to have his cock break his windpipe if it transformed during his climax like when he had tied his rear.

The tip of his wolfhood emerged from his sheath slowly, drawn out by the warm suckling pleasure on his balls as Kyle switched and treated the second orb. In seconds, Zack was at his full glory, nine inches of hard wolf cock throbbing in the air over Kyle's head, starting to leak precum as Kyle finished his work and he opened his eyes.

He chuckled and he sat up a bit as his paws came up and started to stroke the hard length before him. His own shorts were tented but he did nothing to remove them as he murred, "Heh, I wonder if I could tell Don that my boyfriend probably has a bigger dick than his too."

Zack chuckled back playfully, noting that Kyle referred to his father by name instead and guessing that was a good sign. "I wouldn't push him too much. Getting beaten up by me was probably embarrassment enough for him."

Kyle nodded and he leaned in again to lick along the side of Zack's wolfhood, feeling it pulse against his tongue until he reached the leaking tip and then took it into his muzzle. Zack tilted his head back and groaned lightly, feeling Kyle suck and seal his lips around his cock flesh tightly, drinking down the leaking pre as his tongue teased the tapered tip and he slowly took more and more of the nine inch length. The wolf felt his knot starting to swell up in his sheath, and then followed by the burning sensation in his stomach, but he held that back, pushing it back down into his gut and keeping it there.

Kyle looked up at him as Zack groaned out in his pleasure, eyes watching him and his paw began to stroke what of the long cock he couldn't take, the other paw wrapping around a part of the sheathed knot and squeezing gently on it. The knot pulsed and continued grow steadily as Zack panted, tilting his head back down to watch Kyle as he kept batting down the heat in his stomach.

"You're good at that..." Zack groaned and Kyle smirked on the edge of his lips as he began to bob his head along with his paw strokes, making the wolf groan once more as his wolfhood pulsed and throbbed. His sheath was starting to get uncomfortable from his knot swelling inside it, but Kyle knew better, being a canine, and began peeling the furry sleeve slowly around the growing bulge with the paw that had been squeezing it.

When his knot was freed, it throbbed hard along with his cock, spurting a line of pre down Kyle's throat as Zack growled and he bit his lip. He felt his balls starting to tingle, as they were now pulling up against his groin as they churned.

"Kyle..." he panted out, his body shaking a bit as he continued trying to also beat down the heat in his stomach.

The dog looked up at the wolf once more, his eyes sparkling as he saw Zack's face. Something about that sparkle confused Zack, but he couldn't think more about it as his boyfriend suddenly doubled his efforts, twisting his head left and right along his cock as well, his tongue coiling around the first few inches and tip like a smooth tunnel as his paws both squeezed around the two sides of his knot.

With that erotic squeeze on the sensitive bulbs of his knot, the organ throbbed hard as it nearly doubled in size and Zack threw his head back with a groaning half howl. His wolfhood throbbed hard along with it as it began to pump and fire his cum into Kyle's muzzle. The dalmatian groaned pleasantly around the pulsing cock as he swallowed the warm seed. Zacks balls were drawn up tight, as they gave their offerings to the dalmatian, until after several seconds they relaxed and Zack slumped a bit, catching himself with his elbows under himself.

Kyle continued to nurse on the still twitching cock, swallowing the thinner spurts of Zack's cum until Zack whined and he reached out to push Kyle's head away and gasping, "S-sensitive!"

Kyle giggled and he pulled off slowly, his tongue giving a final lap at the tip of Zack's length which made him flinch and shiver. He sat back on the bed in front of Zack, his shorts now very tented with his own fully hard erection. He licked his lips and murred deeply as he watched Zack, and his cock softly twitching over the wolf's belly and dribbling a few strings of cum still.

As the wolf recovered, he chuckled and sat up more and he waved his paw. "Why don't you take those off and I can return the favor?" He was happy that he'd been able to hold of the transformations, the burning feeling in his gut fading.

Kyle looked down at his shorts and the straining erection hidden in them, but he looked back up and shook his head, "No, it's fine, this was to thank you, and because you said you'd answer my question." He smiled and wagged his tail behind himself, his paws on his lap as he sat before Zack.

The wolf chuckled again and he nodded, panting still and he rubbed his forehead a moment, "Okay then, what's the question?" He looked at Kyle's face as the smile remained, those eyes sparkling once more.

"Well...I...I saw it...Zack..."

Zack paused, his panting stopping as he heard it, his heart skipped a beat. "Saw what?"

Kyle's smile faltered a bit and his muzzle pointed down, giving Zack puppy dog eyes, "I saw it...the scratches...on your arm...as they appeared. Something was attacking you wasn't it? Something invisible."

Zack froze again, as he stared quietly at his boyfriend, his twitching cock and afterglow all forgotten as Kyle continued, "And then I saw your arm suddenly expand, grow a lot more muscle...both of them...I thought it was just my pain making me think things and see them but just now, right before you came...your ears." Kyle pointed up at his own head.

Zack reached up and felt his ears, his eyes widening as he did. They had lengthened out, growing and forming into their werewolf state, even with the tuft of fur at the edges of them as well. Zack cursed and he covered them, trying to force them back but Kyle pulled his paws down and he whispered softly and he tried to keep his voice even, forcing Zack to look into his eyes. "Zack you said you'd answer my question...and after today I think we can trust each other so, my question is this." The paws holding his squeezed tightly as Kyle gave a whine, "What are you Zack?"