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**Making a Pact with the Pack

By: VeronicaFoxx

For: Draconicon**

"Okay, so you're an alpha," Erna explained as they strolled down the walk towards what could only be described as an estate. "You need to look like one, walk like one, talk like one. Show me your best alpha look."

Nervously, the dragoness squared her shoulders and puffed out her chest, scowling and doing her best to strut instead of just walking. The wolfess beside her facepalmed and shook her head.

"Ugh, no! That's terrible! That's like... a gamma trying to make believe they're a beta or something. Alphas are calm. They're confident. They just have this... alpha feel to them. I would've thought you'd pick up something of what it means to be a wolf after all this time."

"You haven't exactly been the best teacher," Sarina shot back. "Half the time you act like you're supposed to be the one in charge." With a sigh, she attempted to relax and exude calm and confidence at the same time. "How's this?"

"Well, now you just look constipated." The wolfess snickered and shook her head once more. "I guess it doesn't really matter. The whole point of this is to help you get familiar with the local packs, and the Silverwinds are the largest in the area, which means the ones with the most influence. What's important here is making a good impression."

"And how exactly am I supposed to do that if I don't 'have an alpha feel' to me?" Sarina huffed and crossed her arms over her ample chest.

"Look, just do as you're told, don't argue but also don't let them push you around too much. You have to stand your ground, but you also have to make sure to show respect and submission to the alphas of the pack. After all, we're a kinda pathetic pack, size-wise. Probably the smallest pack there's ever been..." Erna let out a sigh and slumped a bit, her tail curling to almost slip between her legs. "I don't know how I'm ever going to get any kind of rank..."

This was something the werewolf seemed to be slightly obsessed with. Sarina knew so little of pack structure and inner workings and the general behavior of werewolves aside from Erna's mostly because of the fact that the wolf pretty much shut down any time the topic came up. After having been exiled from her previous pack and taking the dragon as her alpha, any discussion of pack life gave her a depressive episode. Luckily, her forceful personality prevented them from lasting very long. Or she was able to bury them beneath a veneer of activity and false bravado, if nothing else.

Sarina fell silent and studied the fence they walked beside as they neared the gates to the estate drive. It looked like wrought iron chased with silver along the bars. A rather thick bar, maybe even a pipe, ran along the top of the fence with another tracing along the bottom. Both were covered with elaborate runes and symbols that she figured must be some kind of magic language. The pedestrian gate in the fence beside the main drive was lined with the thick pipe/bar all around its frame.

The wolfess pressed a button on the keypad beside the gate and announced, "Sarina and Erna of the Inclaw pack to meet with the Silverwinds."

"Welcome," came the response from the speaker as the gate swung open. "Please enter in peace. A car will be sent for you."

The gate swung closed behind them after they passed through, and they stood waiting until a black SUV with heavily tinted windows pulled up to a stop in front of them. The drive towards the estate house was at first heavily curved. The tall, thick hedge that lined the perimeter just inside the iron fencing also followed the curve of the drive for several turns, cutting off all view of the road outside, or, more likely, cutting off all view from the road into the grounds. As they left the hedge behind, Sarina could see why that might be.

Across the grounds, she could see wolves, some shifted and some not, strolling across the grass, wrestling and playing, or otherwise enjoying the day. When the SUV came into their view, however, every last one of them left off what they had been doing and began jogging towards the vehicle, falling into formation around it. The vehicle reached the front of the impressively large house and pulled around towards the back, trailing its attendant escorts, coming to a halt by a patio barbecue pit and pool, both large enough to accommodate dozens easily. A pair of shifted were's stood beside the large roasting spit, a male and female, both with arms crossed and paws spread, obviously waiting for them to arrive.

"Oh, shit, I see what they're doing," Erna cursed under her breath. "Look, just keep your eyes down, don't look into their eyes unless you want to fight for dominance. They're going to induct you as part of the pack, a subordinate even though you're an alpha of your own. Just go along with it. Trust me, they'll teach you everything you need to know after, just do whatever they want, okay?"

"Um... what about all that not letting myself be pushed around stuff?" the dragoness inquired, her nervousness returning in full force.

"Just forget all that, and don't keep them waiting!"

The wolfess shoved Sarina out of the back seat ahead of her and matched her behavior to her words, clasping her hands demurely before her and keeping her eyes on the ground at her own feet. Sarina matched the pose, though she couldn't help shifting her weight from leg to leg, unsure of what was going to happen next. She made sure to keep her gaze down when the pair of alphas approached, sniffing towards her, the female of the pair reaching out to caress her cheek and the curve of her neck.

"Inclaw is a new pack," the male stated. "You'll need to submit to Silverwind superiority if you want to remain in the territory."

At a not-so-gentle elbow to the ribs from Erna, the dragoness gulped and responded. "We'll submit to the Silverwind pack."

"Goooood," the male nearly purred, a low growl rumbling his throat as he leaned in close to sniff along her throat. "It's been a long while since we've had fresh meat to initiate."

Sarina couldn't help a yelp as he made a sudden swipe at her chest, shredding the blouse she wore down the front and snapping her bra at the same time. She moved to clutch at the torn fabric, but a firm grasp on her wrist stopped her.

She glanced at the offending wolf beside her, and Erna gave her an earnest shake of the head with a whispered, "You have to fully submit..."

The dragoness gulped again, but it was no worse than anything else she had been through, she supposed, especially since the female alpha was giving her own packmake the same treatment. A pair more of swipes had the dragoness's destroyed top drifting to the ground, and her skirt and panties swiftly followed, leaving her bared to the world, including the gathered pack that had followed them here. She couldn't help but blush, especially with her extra equipment dangling free and visible to all.

"Well, at least you're a pretty pair of bitches," the alpha male commented. "Well behaved, too. Very good."

He moved around behind Sarina and laid a hand on her shoulder. Following its guidance, she sank downwards until she knelt, then a sharp push from behind knocked her to all fours. She glanced to Erna for further guidance as clawed fingers curled around her hips and furred hips ground against her from behind. The wolfess was, however, too busy with her tongue buried between the alpha female's legs to provide any advice, and another male was lined up behind her in mirror to the alpha male.

The dragoness let out a soft sigh of resignation followed by a low moan. A well-lubed, thick, pointed shaft pressed into her from behind, the tapered tip easily spreading her tailhole to let the shaft behind slide into her depths. She could only appreciate it for a moment before a similarly endowed male settled in front of her on his knees, his erect and leaking cock in hand as he pointed it towards her lips. Considering that he could have been forcing her to choke on it instead of waiting for her to open up, she decided that discretion was the better part of valor.

Parting her lips, she accepted the lupine shaft between them as the alpha behind began to rut her. It was not a soft fuck, his hips slapping against hers solidly at a steady pace, but it wasn't anything akin to some of the more vigorous encounters she had survived either. He wasn't out to plow her into submission; she had already offered her submission. He was only out to prove his dominance over her, and it seemed like the rest of the pack would be assisting.

It could be worse, the dragoness thought as she was bucked forwards and back between the two males. It could be a lot, lot worse.

The End