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Panic.

The one thing that ran rampant among the pack as young Hazel slumped to the ground after hours of her own wounds going unattended.

Hazel had been too busy trying to save the life of one of the wolves of the pack she had recently been taken by and was currently trying to be accepted into.

She had worked for hours under the scrutiny of the entire pack trying to save the little wolf, Arrow, life after both of them took some pretty hard hits from the bear that had attacked their hunting party.

Now the wolves scrambled about unsure of what to do with this new found human and friend of the pack who was bleeding out before them when the Alpha, Julian, barked for silence.

Julian issued rapid commands for some of the wolves to take Arrow back to the main cave to rest. For Jake and Alex, who were the other hunters that Hazel was out with, to go show some of the other hunters where the bear was so it could be brought back to the den. Finally he turned to the remaining wolves and with there help, settled her in the lowest pool in the healing springs area.

The group of wolves stood around mossy spring as the moonlight shined brightly down from the canopy and the large black furred Alpha with his silvery eyes looked up at the full moon that had arisen high in the sky.

Turning his muzzle to the heavens the alpha wolf pleaded, “please.. good mother.. save this human.. she has been so good to us.. even saved one of our own..”

while alpha spoke up at the moon, the other wolves stood by, watching with concern. Stanley, the small brown serving wolf, paced nervously around the spring, giving the occasional soft worried whine for the girl he had come to like.

As Hazel lay limp in the water, Julian’s gaze harden as a thought crossed his mind. He turned to face his remaining wolves and said, “fetch the prisoner.. seems like we will have use for it after all..”

His wolves proceeded to melt into the brush and run back off to the cave. Stan looked up at the alpha and said, “ she’s going to be ok.. right sir..?”

Julian sighed and looked up at the full moon as he sat on the cool moss beside Stan and mumbled “ I sure hope so..”

.•**•.

Earlier that day while Hazel had been out with the hunting party, things had continued on as normal, wolves going about there jobs around the pack. The alpha had by walking along a near by river bank with his trusty advisor, Stanley, trailing at his side and informing the alpha of what had been going on around his territory.

The little light brown wolf with dark brown spots looked up at his alpha nervously and asked, “so sir.. how do you feel about this human..?”

Julian stopped by the river bank and smiled faintly, looking out over the water flowing past and muttered, “hm.. she sure has done us some good, would you say? Has made our food taste better, given us warmth, given the boys something to play with.. what do you think?”

Stan blushes lightly under his fur, looking down at his paws as he thought about the female he took only an hour ago, “I.. i like her. I want her to stay. She seems very nice..”

Stan can’t help but wag his tail a little and Julian chuckled, “very well, when they return, depending on how the hunt goes we will make her a full member of the pack.“

Stan being excited by his words, gave a little spin of joy and nuzzled the alphas chest before remembering himself. He went to pull back when the alphas paw halted him and he peered down at the the smaller wolf, smirking lightly “so you have feelings for this human.. well, I may still have some of her fluids on my sheath and could use a cleaning..”

Stan blushed once more at the alphas words but turned his amber eyes towards the alphas impressive package. The fur around his sheath being a bit matted from the females he’s taken recently.

Stan sat between his alpha’s front legs and sniffed along his impressive sheath, smell the normal females of the pack on him but his tail wagging as he smell the scent of the girl he fancied.

His long soft tongue extended to Julian’s sheath and he eagerly started lapping along it, cleaning out the fluids from dark matted fur and making the alpha grunt appreciatively as his large red tip peaked from his sheath.

Stan crouched there, almost expertly cleaning the fur of the alpha’s sheath free of fluids then moving down to slurp at his large sac.

Julian sighed happily, closing his eyes and thrusting forward as more of his large pushed itself free from its confines and rested on Stan’s head, a little pre dribbling down onto his head fur as Julian let his length rub against the soft fur on Stan’s head.

After a few minutes, Stan pulled his head back, panting lightly as he was confronted with the alphas fully hard length, throbbing there in front of his face and giving a little spurt of pre onto his cheek.

Stan’s own length with making itself felt below him as he snuffled along Julian’s large pulsing cock, enjoying the little spurts is pre that landed on his muzzle as he licked along his alphas veiny length.

Julian gasped lightly as Stan pulled his musty tip into his smaller muzzle, licking all along it and suckling on it like a pup. Julian’s paw now rested firmly on Stan’s head as he humped more of his cock into the tight muzzle below him, enjoying the feeling of the wolves’ hot tongue slurping along his length.

Stan’s tail wagged furiously behind him as he bobbed his head up and down the large cock embedded in his muzzle and feeling the alphas heavy balls bumping against his chin. The alpha now sliding the entirety of his thick meat in and out of Stan’s muzzle.

Julian stood there, hunched over the smaller wolf and fully focused on the the pleasuring force that he thrusted his cock into as he slowly worked himself up to his peak. His knot bumping against Stan’s muzzle but eyeing down at him and guessing he probably couldn’t take it.

Stan closes his eyes tightly, feeling the length in his muzzle start to tense so he pushed down hard on it and let his tongue lick down at Julian’s knot. That sensation actually making the alpha whimper as his balls tensed up against Stan’s chin as they let their content loose.

Stan gagged a little as shot after shot of thick white ropes of salty seed spattered Stan’s throat but he managed to keep most of it down as Julian held Stan’s head, still humping lightly at his muzzle.

Stan worked his way free a few moments later from Julian’s grasp, a bit of seed spilling from his muzzle as he took a few deep gasps of air and slowly raised his head to look at his alpha.

Julian regained his composure and shook out his fur, looking down at Stan and giving a soft smile. “Thanks for that, friend.. i needed that”

He leaned down and gave Stan a lick on the head then frowned lightly, lifting his head and ears perking as they picked up the sounds of branches swishing and grass being trampled.

Breaking through the brush that grew thick on the banks of the river where Julian and Stan rested rushed out one of the members of the pack.

A small sized wolf with a pelt that was so dark brown it was almost black with lighter brown paws, ears, and muzzle. The little scout that went by the name of Corvo, panted heavily as he stepped up to the alpha and Stan “Sir.. intruders.. from the east.. carry the weapons of hunters but they where something.. we can’t bite through it.. they killed Torc..”

Julian immediately stood, the warm gaze he showed Stan but moments ago was now gone and replaced with something cold and menacing and uttered, “We must get back to the pack to prepare..” The three wolves rushing back to their home, hoping it was not too late.

.•**•.

The three wolves broke through the cover of the forest into the clearing where the packs cave resided. The sound of snarls and yells were prominent as the loped across the field and saw a small party of three humans with about 6 wolves surrounding them and snapping at them but not making much headway with then men wearing leather armor.

Julian issued to Stan and Corvo to go take the others that remained in the cave to safety and began his approach. As the two slunk off towards the cave, the large black wolf stooped low to the ground and waited for his wolves to get the humans into a position where they wouldn’t see him coming.

He waited and finally, he saw his opening. Leaping from the shadows of the forest, the alpha dashed at a frightening speed towards the group. His speed allowed him to leap over his wolves and smash full force into one of the armored men, sending him sprawling on the ground with sword and shield being knocked away.

This made the other two humans spin around to see what had happened, but this was a mistake, because now they had taken there eyes off the rest of the angry wolves that snapped at there feet.

The hunters got but only a slash or two in on Julian when the other wolves leapt atop the two remaining humans, overwhelming them and bringing them to the ground.

The wolves proceeded to rip off the leather bits of armor that served as little protection now and were dispatched quickly with a quick bite and tear to the throat.

Julian stood in the middle of his pack, panting lightly as he glared down at the human he had pounced on who laid wheezing below the giant wolf, her chest armor pressed in from where Julian had landed on her with his full force and now stood.

Julian slowly lifted his head and gazed around, looking at his pack that had been bloodied either by the wounds the humans had gave them or by the blood they had brought out of the humans.

He looked around at two of his wolves that lay still on the ground, having been slain while he was away. Julian’s deep voice spoke in a menacingly soft tone that seemed to carry through the clearing, “This one.. we will keep.. This one will be for pack use. Hazel may speak to find its purpose.. but once we know, her end will not be so.. quick..” His cold silver eyes pierced down into brown eyes the human who gave a little pained whimper.

Biting down on the leather of the shoulder armor, two of the large wolves dragged the human into the packs cave while the rest of the pack to a moment, catching their breath, and mourning for the fallen.

Once inside, the wolves that had remained inside tended to the wounded as best as they could, while Julian followed the wolves that carried the prisoner to the far back of the cave.

There was a pit, around 8 foot deep and 12 feet wide was located, the remanence of a dried up pool of water that now served as a holding area for a manner of situations.

The large wolves that carried their prisoner slowly tore away the rest of the armor, leaving a pile of leather scraps and revealing the person within. It was a woman, probably in her late 20’s with short light brown hair and brown eyes and was sweating bullets as the wolves fangs came dangerously close to her skin.

The woman looked up at the night black wolf that stared down at her and once the last piece of armor fell away, the wolf lunged forward and biting down on the woman’s undershirt, lifting her and tossing her down into pit. The fall making her to groan in pain and her head slam against the rocky dirt floor, the consciousness slowly fading from her.

.•**•.

Julian turned away, shoulders slumping a bit as he walked back to the packs main room, feeling the weight of losing members of his pack and having not been there to protect them on his shoulders.

He fell with a thump and a deep sigh into his grass bed that was slightly raised on some flat stone slabs and looked over his people, seeing what was left of his pack.

Stan slowly approached, ears flattened back nervously, he stepped up onto the pedestal “Martin and Adkin left to go retriever Torc.. but we have some good news.. the humans left there horses tied up nearby so at least we will be able to feasts for a week or two..” His tail gave a little wag but his ears dropped when the alpha still looked off in the distance blankly.

Stan looked down at his paws and mumbled, “and we also found a dog.. presumably what led the humans to us..”

Julian frowned and shook his head, grumbling, “I am in no state to pass more judgements this day.. leave it where it lies. if it is there on the morrow then it will be dealt with. I await for the mother to show us what to do next..” Stan bowed at his alphas words and left the alpha to rest.

.•**•.

The hours of the day drifted on, as the alpha laid napping on his pedestal when he was awoken that afternoon by a scent that he was quite familiar with.

Julian’s eyes slowly opened and he saw Alice, a pretty medium sized she wolf with golden furred back and a white under belly with pretty blue eyes. She stood with her back end towards Julian’s head while she gently licked at the alphas wounds. This gave him ample opportunity to eye up her slit that by look of it, you could tell she was well into heat. Julian could feel his cock stir to life as he breathed in the arousing scent that had draw him from sleep.

His tail thumped lightly and he leaned up, giving a long slurp of the tongue along her heated slit, making her purr and whisper, “I’m glad to see you have awaken sir.. how are you feeling?”

She asked softly, shifting her legs apart more. Julian grinned slightly and continue his soft licks along her tender heated folds and purred back at her, “much better now my dear.. you know how to make a wolf feel better”

He took a deep sniff of her arousing scent and gave a little animalistic growl, his length now well on his way out of its sheath. Alice licked her lips at the slight of her alpha’s growing cock and leaned in to have a taste.

Julian closed his eyes and grunted as he felt the she wolves soft tongue swipe along his stiffening length. He gave a little gasp as he felt a second tongue stroke along his balls and peered down to see Alice’s sister, Jewel, a pretty white she wolf with dark gold spots on her back and sides with blue eyes like her sister.

He grinned and settled back, letting the girls lick him to full mast before getting to his feet and asking, “alright girlies.. who wants it first?”

He chuckled as the girls proceeded to argue about who got the pleasure of being seeded first but finally Alice wins out, being the one in heat and should be the one getting the strongest load now that there needs to be some repopulating.

Julian had a few more licks at Alice’s delectable folds before mounting the pretty golden furred she wolf on his pedestal of a bed for the rest of the pack to watch.

With only two prods, Julian hits his mark and his thick tip starts pushing into her wonderfully tight slit, making them both moan in pleasure. Jewel trotted around the pair and leaned in, giving her alphas balls a licking. He gasp lightly, humping forward and jamming a few inches deeper in Alice.

She gave out a pleasured whine and Jewel grinned at the result of her action, continuing to lap along the alpha’s heavy sac as he wedged his thick cock into deeper into the heated she wolf.

Julian’s paws gripped the smaller she wolves hips tightly as he firmly pounded her, feeling her heated walls massage his throbbing cock. He grunted, nuzzle her ears and licking her cheek then started roughly pumping in and out into that amazingly tight slit, making her get pushed for forward but his large paws holding her tightly to him.

The sound of wet claps and pleasured groans echoed through the cave as Julian’s balls firmly slapped up against Alice’s wet cunt, making her moan out loudly. Some of the males ears in the cave perk up and some tips to poke out of sheaths at the sounds and scents.

Jewel’s tongue eagerly slurped at her alphas knot as it ground up against her sister heated slit, taking in his musky attractive taste as the alpha grew closer to his peak.

Alice closed her eyes, tongue lolling from her muzzle as she was pounded into the grass bed below her. She whimpered loudly as a particularly hard thrust pushed her over the edge, causing pleasure to crash over her and her heated fluids to flow down all over the alphas length and dripping down onto the grass bed and her own sisters tongue.

The feeling sent Julian into overdrive, his hips grinding against her as he desperately tried to jam his thick knot into her heated folds until finally with an audible pop, he was in. Seed exploded from his tip heated in a great torrent, painting her walls white with his thick seed as they massaged and milked his cock for all that it was worth.

He howled out in pleasure, letting everyone know just how good it felt as he mated the female and causing other males to look on, envy. Minutes passed as the two laid together, Julian continuing to fill his prize with his thick fertile seed. It took about an hour for the two to pull away from each other, all the while Jewel paces away impatiently. Prodding the alphas balls with her cool nose a time or two until he had her come up and let him lick her out. Once Julian was free though, his hungry gaze fell to Jewel, his cock stiffening once more, readying for round two.

.•**•.

Serge, a deep grey wolf with dark gold streaks along his belly stalked away from the main cave, having had enough watching the alpha mate females, his own length being a few inches out of his sheath from the sight.

Though he was not in the mood after watching one of his dear friends take a sever wound to the side which would most likely be fatal without treatment. He looked down at the cave floor, grumbling to himself but paying little attention until he barely managed to catch himself from tumbling down into the pit where the unconscious human lay.

Serge’s fur on his back began to rise a bit in anger as he looked down into the pit to see the human who had wounded his friend. He bared his fangs and leaped down into the pit, giving a slight grunt as he hit the ground, he stalked up to the limp body of the human, a growl rising in his throat.

He frowned and nudged the unconscious human as she laid on her back, still out from cracking her head on the rocky dirt floor. Serge looked over the young woman, his eyes peering over his slightly open mouth.

He had gotten barely a taste of the new female, Hazel, and the alpha did say to go easy on her. But this one, he had a feeling he could be as rough as he pleased.

He grunted a bit, still a bit stiff from watching the alpha take those ladies and smelling the scent of that one heated she wolf. He stepped forward over the human’s upper half. His legs on either side of her shoulders and hunched his hips a bit, his tip spewing a few spurts of pre onto the woman’s face as Serge got into the position he wanted.

He sighed softly as he felt his tip brush up against the woman’s lips and he slowly pushed the tip of his rather decent sized length into the woman’s warm wet mouth.

Serge shifted his stance a bit and pressed more of his veiny length down the woman’s throat until his balls settled up against the woman’s chin. Serge groaning lightly at feeling the warm and light tightness clutching his aching length.

The last gave a little gurgle but, Serge barely noticed as his paws came down and cupped the woman’s head as he started thrusting quickly in and out of the ladies mouth, panting at the warm wet feeling around his sensitive cock.

Serge’s thoughts drift a bit as he humps away at the woman’s head, thinking back to a pretty she dog he had encountered when patrolling around the territory. His thrusts sped up as his thoughts continued on, the sound of his balls clapping lightly against the woman’s chin echoing in the pit while pre coated the ladies throat.

Quickly Serge’s knot started to press against the woman’s lips each time he sheathed his fat cock inside her mouth. Finally with a firm push and holding her head nice and close, Serge groaned loudly as his seed spattered down the ladies throat in great thick streams.

His fuzzy balls pulsed up against the woman’s chin as they drained all that spent up seed from. Serge’s tongue lolled from his muzzle as he took a moment to catch his breath and enjoy that nice warmth around his slowly softening cock.

He slowly pulled out, letting the last few spurts of cum empty out onto the this ladies face before wiping his tip off on the humans shirt and climbing off her. He eyed the human distastefully as the pleasure fades from his mind and he recalled what he had just spattered semen all over.

With a grunt, he lifted his leg over the lady and sighed happily, hot yellow fluid poured over the woman, drenching her face and crotch thoroughly. Cleaning off the tip of his sheath by wiping it on the humans lips, he turned and leapt from the pit, hitting the wall a few feet from the top, his claws digging into the rocky soil and proceeded to climb out of the pit. The wolf walked back to the main pack, tail swinging lightly behind him, throughly satisfied.

.•**•.

The skies were now dark as the four wolves the alpha had sent broke through the brush that surrounded the field in front of the packs cave. The group walked with a purpose into the cave and towards the back where the prisoner was being kept.

The sight before them made their eyebrows raise as they looked down into the pit to see two more of the wolves that were a bit disgruntled by the humans actions today, were taking it out on her in the way that brought most pleasure to them.

A large dark brown wolf was mounted on the woman’s back and was furiously pounding her in the ass while a medium sized black wolf was mounted on the struggling woman’s front, sawing away at her mouth that was forced open by the large cock pistoling in and out of it.

The woman that had been captured was now conscious and struggling but kept firmly in place by the two wolves who were quite happy to use this play thing as roughly as they wished. Wanting her to to hurt the way she had make the pack hurt, but in a way where they could claim pleasure and not kill her since the alpha knew he wanted the human alive.

The group watched their pack mates continued to have there fun until they finally spattered her in cum from both ends. One of the group barked down, “alright boys, fun’s over. Alphas orders.”

The two wolves in the pit frowned and grumbled, but clambered off the lady who lay coughing and sputtering up seed. The group proceeded to pull the woman out with the help of the other two wolves in the pit all the while she struggled and spoke in her strange language. Trying to fight them a bit but just getting a bite or a scratch to keep her in her line. Then the four were off, dragging their prey back to their alpha so this woman could face her judgement.

.•**•.

The alpha stood there in the small moss covered sanctuary with the large stone hot spring as the moon light grew brighter as the moon rose in the sky.

Julian had kept his head low after his urgent plea to the Good Mother, only lifting his head when he heard a faint click of claws. He looked up and gasped, bowing his head immediately as he heard a soft beautiful voice whisper, “Rise my child..”

Before the large black wolf stood an even bigger white she wolf atop a large boulder above the springs, shining in the moonlight. The beautiful she wolf had a snow white pelt with intricate golden scrawling that covered her body in almost an armor like way. Her golden eyes shined brightly as she looked down upon the place that her children would come calling when they were in need and saw the human.

A frowned marred her otherwise perfect features as Julian straighten himself up and turned his head up to look upon the she wolf, uttering softly, “dear mother.. this human was brought to us not long ago, but in such a short time she has provided us much. She has given us warmth and way to better eat our food. She has risked her own life in saving one of ours.. I..” The wolves usually deep and commanding voice cracked “Please, Good Mother.. is there anything you can do..?”

The Mother’s gazed turned from Julian to the human female who rested in the pool of water that was red with blood. Her golden eyes glowed faintly and she sighed softly, sensing how weak Hazel had grow from blood loss, she spoke with a sadness in her melody like voice, “I.. could save her.. but Julian, the price will be steep for the cost of a life is another. We would need the life blood of another to revive this one.. and Julian.. she is very weak.. we would need another human almost—“

Just then, the wolves that had been dragging along the struggling human broke through into the moss covered enclosure, causing borne the alpha and the mother to look over. The wolves forced her to the ground and Julian placed a large paw right between her shoulder blades to keep her in place.

The godly wolf leaped down from her perch, making the other wolves that had come back away and bow. Leaning her mighty head down, the good mother sniffed at this human, quickly examining her, then turned, looking down at Julian, “Yes.. this one fights with much fire.. this will do.. but I might ask, my child.. where did you find this.. human?” The Good Mother asked, as she peered down at the human below his paw.

A coldness creeped into Julian’s voice as he spoke, “She led an attack on our pack this day.. a few were slain.. so we killed her companions in turn. But left her until a use for came up and.. here we are.”

The good mother nodded, thinking about this the looking over the rest of the wolves and saying, “come my children. We must act fast if you wish for your human to live.”

.•**•.

The ritual had begun. The wolves dragged the struggling woman into the deepest pool above where Hazel rested. The woman sat still, frozen in terror as she looked at the alpha and then the even bigger white she wolf beside him.

Stan sat nervously on the edge of the pool that held Hazel as the mother fixed the human with a piercing stare, slowly approaching the human who stayed put. Julian positioned himself next to the last open pool.

The huge white she wolf began to whisper in a tongue that was foreign even to the wolves ears. The runes that were scrawled across the she wolves pelt began to glow with a golden light and with a sickening gurgle, she slit the human’s throat with a razor sharp claw and let her blood darken the pool red.

At the same time time Julian scratched his own paw and let some of his blood pour into the last pool. The pools beginning to glow, first the pool with the dying human, then the one where the alpha stood, and finally Hazel’s pool glowed gold. They all gave a shimmer and slowly began to turn clear once more.

The she wolves eyes gave final flash of golden light and in the lowest pool, Hazel gave a gasp, taking in a deep breath of air. This startled Stan who rested right next to her and he gazed down at Hazel who slowly opened her beautiful sapphire colored eyes. Stan’s tail began to wag furiously.

.•**•.

After resting for the night, Hazel was quick to start patching up some of the wolves that had sustained injuries yesterday. Her managing save all those who hadn’t passed yet, even one wolf who had a pretty bad slash wound to the side would make it thanks to Hazel’s efforts.

Hazel sat by the fire that afternoon, worn out from her wounds and the work with the alpha resting curled up around her with his head in her lap.

She sat there absentmindedly petting the soft fur on Julian’s head when Adkin approached the two. Him being one of the two wolves that had found Hazel a few days ago and brought her here. He caught their attention and said, “Sir, there is still the matter of the humans beasts of burden tied up at the end of the field..”

The grey and white wolf eyed Hazel a bit with his blue eyes, feeling a little more comfortable around the human now, but still having a general distaste for them. Julian grumbled a bit to himself, something that sounded like: ‘not having a moment of peace in this place’ and stretched out his long legs. Julian then peered up at Hazel and asked softly “ what do you think, dear?”

Hazel frowned lightly and looked down at Julian “ would you mind if I have a look at them?” She asked Julian who smiles and gave her cheek a lick.

“not at all.” He purred back up at her.

The large wolf slowly rose to his paws and for a moment of two, the two just stayed still, Julian having pushed his tongue into Hazel’s mouth. They stayed locked in a kiss for a moment until Adkin cleared his throat. Julian pulled away and grumbled “oh alright.. Stan! With me.”

Stan jumped from where he had been sleeping by the fire and followed after his alpha and Hazel to where the horses had been located.

.•**•.

The walked up to the shaded area where the horses stood tied up and they started shifting about nervous at the sight of the wolves. What made Hazel gasp was past the 3 horses of the dead men stood a smaller horse with a lithe build made for speed that had a reddish coat with white spots.

“Ginger!” Cried Hazel as she ran forward and through her arms around the neck of the scared horse that once belong to her before the wolves took her in. Julian and Stan stood back, slightly amused and puzzled as the girl hugged and spoke calm quiet words to her beloved friend.

After a few minutes, Hazel turned and look at Julian “ sir, is it ok if I keep this horse? She used to be mine and she means a lot to me..” Hazel asked tentatively.

The large black wolf nodded and glanced at the horses, “do you have any feelings for these horses?” To which Hazel shook her head at first then frowned.

“No but.. they may have some use to us still. If there is a town not far off, I could probably sell these horses and get some coin for supplies in the town. Some things that could help better our pack” Hazel stated with the knowledge she developed from years of riding along with her father who was a merchant.

Julian nodded and gave a soft smile, looking up at her and saying, “I trust you to do great things for the back. There is a settlement not far from here, we can set off for there in a day or so. For now, you still need to rest.”

Hazel helped lead the horses back to the cave so they wouldn’t get nabbed by other animals. Julian went to help a few of the other wolves to drag back the bear that had caused Hazel so much strive so the butchering of it could begin while Hazel found a place for the horses to stay.

When those two left, Stan stayed behind, his nose having caught a particular scent. With his nose to the ground, he snuffled along the scent trail until he reached a tree with a chain around it and at the end of that curled up on a pile of leaves was a beagle.

He looked at the small dog in awe as he approached it, not used to seeing a canine that was smaller then himself. It had floppy brown ears with a white base color. It had large splotches or black and brown all over it and white tail tip.

Stan sniffed up to creature and booped it with his cold nose. The beagle shot up and turned to look at the wolf, doing her best to make herself look big, she let out a big BAWOOO of a bark to try and scare the wolf off.

This only served to make Stan’s ears flatten a little as he looked down at the adorable she beagle. “I.. I’m warning you.. wolf.. I’ll.. I’ll bite you..” the frightened beagle stammered as she stepped backwards until her chain wouldn’t let her go any farther so she just looked around gave a little whine.

Stan stepped forward, keeping his ears down and staying a bit low so he is at eye level, as to not scare her more and mumbled, “I don’t want to hurt you miss.. I just smelled you here and it looks like your in a bit of trouble..” He eyed the chain.

The she beagle sighed, looking down and muttered, “my master left me here yesterday and hasn’t come back.. I tried to get this stupid thing off but it just won’t budge..”

Once more like she had been trying for hours, she pulled and pulled back trying to get the collar to slide off but it wouldn’t budge. Stan frown, stepping forward and sniffing at the chain and her leather collar, making her freeze “ I could try to get it off. Here..” he said and leaned in.

He got his sharp fangs clamped around the leather collar “now pull!” He growled through his teeth.

The two pulled as hard as could trying to get the collar to come off when finally with a tearing sound, it ripped off. The two went tumbling with each other from the force of the pulling and ended with the she beagle being sprawled out on her back on the ground with Stan laying atop her.

The two lay panting, both barely noticing Stan’s large sheath resting against the little beagles slit as they calmed down. Stan grunted a bit as he shifted atop the beagle, strangely feeling a very pleasant warmth right al the tip of his sheath.

He closed his eyes for a moment, rubbing against that warm spot as his tip began to peak from his sheath and ooze a bit of pre onto the beagle. Finally Stan remember himself and blushed under his fur, getting to his paws, clambering off the beagle.

“by the way, I’m Stan,” he muttered softly as he helped her to her paws. She smiled a little, blushing a bit as well as she had been enjoying that sensation as well. She piped up,“well thanks for helping me out Stan, I’m Milly.”

The two stood and sniffed at each other in the normal canine fashion, Milly curiously sniffing at this wolves more wild scent and blushing as she glanced a bit lower. She saw his large heavy looking balls as she sniffed his back end and in turn Stan sniffed along her, taking in her scent that smelled of baked goods from the near by town as well as the slightly heated scent from her on coming heat.

That scent in particular captured Stan’s attention and made him life his nose up to Milly’s little slit. He breathed in the heated scent, making his length push a bit more from his sheath a bit before he stepped back, being polite as always not wanting to offend the little lady. He blushes under his fur, sitting down and mumbled, “you smell nice..”

Though sitting down only made surprisingly large cock poke out even further and in tern made her blush below her fur at the sight. “You smell pretty nice to..” Milly mumbled softly.

She leaned forward, sniffing down between Stan’s legs and giving his tip a little lick. Stan gasped and blushed softly, looking down at the she dog that licked along his length that was half mast. He stood frozen, watching this pretty pup lick along him and took in the spikes of pleasure as she continued licking.

Stand grunted softly, a spatter of pre spraying across her cute little muzzle. Milly closed her pretty light brown eyes as she savored the males musky strong scent.

Stan looked down, watching the beagle lick at his length as it continued to stiffen until it finally throbbed fully to life and Mill took a step back to admire it, “Jeez Stan.. your quite.. well endowed for someone of your size..” Milly purred.

She thought back to the times she’d seen some of the lengths on other males but not recalling seeing one of this size before.

Stan’s tail gave a little wag and he smiled proudly, “thanks.. i get that a lot.. well.. when I’m allowed to have a go at a female.. would you mind if i..?” Stand muttered quickly.

He stood, walking to Milly’ side, tucking his muzzle below her tail and giving her slit a long lick with his incredibly soft tongue “ohh.. my..” She gasped.

Spread her legs wider, Milly happy lifted her spotted tail to the handsome little wolf. Stans tail wag faster, encourage by the sight, he eagerly slurped along her heated silt, taking in the yummy honey like taste as his length twitched below him.

As Stan enjoyed himself with licking out Milly’s pussy, she stood along side him and went back to licking along his cock. Her tasting his lightly salty pre that occasionally spattered the grassy ground below him.

After awhile, the two pulled away from each other, Stan’s eyes now wild with lust, still panting he hopped up onto the pretty she dogs back and began humping at her, eager to feel that warm tight slit that he had felt around his tongue on his throbbing cock instead.

They both gave a whimper as Stan’s tip made contact and slowly he wedge his thick tip into Milly’s hot and rather tight slit. They began to grind against each other, eager for more pleasure as inch by inch Stan’s fat lupine cock spread her so nicely.

Milly moaned happily as Stan’s length just seemed to keep going, pleasuring her in all the right places until finally Stan sheath into perfectly fitting slit.

They stood there panting for awhile as they took the sensations with tails wagging wildly.

They locked muzzles in a passionate kiss as they began to push at each other. Stan’s small paws held firmly around the waist of the little beagle as he sawed away at the pretty dog below him.

Stan savoring the feel of her vice like grip on his cock as his heavy balls slapped against her wet slit, making a satisfying clapping sound in the small clearing they were in.

As the minutes ticked on, they thrusted at each other rougher and faster as the pleasure intensified. Stans thick knot hammered away at her slit as Milly moaned aloud in pleasure, feeling her orgasm rapidly approaching.

Stan’s tongue lolled from his muzzle as he jack hammered his knot against her tender slit, trying desperately to mate this dog that he felt such an attraction too when finally with a loud pop, Stan’s knot was forced into Milly’s heated slit, sending them both over the edge into the abyss of pleasure.

Milly’s hot fluids were sealed in by Stan’s knot that also held in the sticky ropes of fertile seed that was spilled down Milly’s walls and directly into her womb as the tip of Stans cock pressed just right up against her inner wall so his seed could flow freely into the space it was meant to be.

.•**•.

That night, the pack sat content, Hazel had butchered the bear and was now roasting large chunks of meat over the fire. The wolves mouths watered at the scent, but waited until Hazel said it was done. Hazel nuzzled up with the alpha on his pedestal as the meat cook, letting the alpha’s meat rest buried within her, firmly knotted, as she waited for the meat to cook.

Stan laid by the fire with Milly, nuzzling her and growling at wolves that would try to sniff her. Occasionally climbing on her back and giving her a nice hard pounding in front of the pack just to really drive home that she was his.

The wolves that were wounded had been taken care of and now rested sleeping and the whole pack rested for this night, weary from the events of the last few days, but happy with the human they had accepted into there family.

~End of Chapter 3~