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Author's Notes: Right, here's the sequel - a bit longer than planned, but I simply couldn't fit it into a smaller format. I hope I didn't screw things up too badly. Thanks also to a certain snowmew for proofreading and suggestions.

Thanael felt happy. Primal strength and satisfaction had his lupine body on fire as he followed his undead master. He'd properly meet his pack now. As they walked through the corridors of the old ruins, he marveled how alive the surroundings were. He heard the smallest drops of water fall, the tiniest insects as they crawled around, likely unheard by even the powerful lich that was leading the way. Constantly, his tail was swishing from side to side excitedly, only stopped by the occasional inner burn reminding him how badly he wanted to mate with someone now, to spread the bestial rot that resided in every cell of his body. While strong, the desire was fleeting and not very consistent, at least yet. He knew it'd get stronger unless he complied, however.

As the companions arrived outside, the wolf-beast was utterly overwhelmed. Above them glittered the infinite star-filled darkness of the night sky, all around them the nocturnal world glowing with life, a cornucopia of sounds and scents. Around every living being he saw and felt a glowing aura, rendering everything visible and him impossible to sneak up to. He sunk to his knees, senses on overload as they were still adapting. The mage stopped and petted his head again. "Yeeess.... " he crackled. "They all do that. Take your time, my bestial child... absorb what's around you and learn to use your senses, because you will be on hunting soon with only them guiding you." He looked at Thanael with a deathless expression on his skull-like face, faintest embers glowing deep inside the long-since empty sockets. Finally the wolf felt strong enough to stand up, and they continued their way into the forest nearby.

Arriving at a glen, Thanael immediately sensed the presence of his packmates. They had been twelve, and he was the thirteenth - each with his own unique smell and aura, a specific pattern of breathing and heartbeat. Still, they were all the same, bound together by the lycanthropy, unified by the burning desire to spread their gift. Their auras were glowing with unnatural flames and fumes, much stronger, much more intense and much more primal than the other living things (of which he couldn't see a single one here). They were scattered over the area, but as the dead one snapped his fingers again, they all ran, scampered and dashed towards them, forming a rough circle around the new wolf and their master.

"Play nice..." the rotten mage grinned, and then he was gone. No flash of light, no fanfares - he simply wasn't there anymore, leaving Thanael in the middle of the pack. He wasn't alarmed despite the drooling lycanthropes surrounding him, only sensing a friendly warmth from them despite their ferocious outer. "Welcome, pup..." came the deep and husky voice of the alpha wolf, the one who had first taken him when he was tied, the one who had given him his first taste of the delicious corruption. "I am Jano, and I am also your alpha male, so you shall obey my commands." he waited for Thanael to nod approvingly. "Now the basics...-gnh" he closed his eyes and shook his head. The new one assumed it was the same overdriven sex drive he felt that was affecting the stronger male, and from the way his cock hung half-way out it's sheath, he was correct.

He resumed the speech. "Basics: Your change isn't permanent yet, and you will have to infect another to render it incurable. We would suggest you do so soon, to make sure you don't lose this blissful existence. You wouldn't want that, would you, pup?" he smirked, knowing fully well what Thanael's answer would be even before the younger wolf shook his head. He truly didn't want to become a human again, he was so much greater now, and part of a soothing, comforting whole. "This has to do with marking your desire to be a beast by spreading the gift to others, and so you have to do it alone, in order to make sure it is your seed and nobody else's that does the... trick." he gritted his teeth again. "I so wish I could join you, as my hunger is burning strong. Alas, it is your quest." he sighed, visibly aroused now.

Then his muzzle split into a devilish grin, and he took on a more aggressive demeanor. "While other kinds of stimulation will provide only small satisfaction compared to the true bliss we can achieve, you shall help me reach it, fledgling." he stepped up close to Thanael, and grabbed his neck, pushing him down on his knees. "Pleasure your alpha, pup. Show your submission and acceptance under me." he hissed, sounding only half-serious with the inhuman lust weighing down his voice as he pulled the small wolf by his neck, presenting his own member, the very one he had felt inside himself when the bliss had started last night. The scent of it washed Thanael away into a sea of arousal, and happily submitting to Jano, he opened his muzzle so he could claim him.

Immediately the older wolf did. Holding onto a pawful of Thanael's neck-skin, he first rubbed his slimy tip over the side of his muzzle, leaving a clear strand of the liquid along with his scent there, effectively marking the young lupine as his property and submissive pack member. He let the black one get used to his maleness before doing anything more, and Thanael more than happily did. He pawed at the length, caressed the swollen orbs beneath, and cupped them with his paw, wondering how much of the tainted seed they contained. To his disappointment, the aphrodisiac effect of the wolf's aroused essence had lessened to almost nothing after his transformation - but it was still arousing in it's own way, and he found himself happily licking away, before closing his muzzle around the top, offering his maw for the alpha to fuck and find what relief he could in.

Pleased with his obedience, Jano let his member slide deep inside Thanael's warm, wet maw. Both purred in their lupine ways at the warmth and comfort of their union - and as he had discovered last night, Thanael still loved sucking on the wolf's cock. He loved everything about it - the veiny, bumpy, but still so smooth surface, it's inherent salty and musky aroma, and most all, the warmth and friction is created as it rubbed over his lips. As the bump of his inflating knot pushed against his lips, Jano shuddered. The act would provide not much relief from his urges, but the idea him marking Thanael as his own was all the more satisfying. He had felt a strange affection - stronger than he thought possible - when he had first met him as a human, and now, as they both shared the same curse and blessing, sharing his presence made him all warm and fuzzy inside. It had been necessary to have every member of the pack take him as Thanael was much stronger than the previous victims had been, but in the future he would keep the pup for himself. All for himself.

Jano hadn't even noticed when he had started rutting into his lover's maw, only snapping out of his reverie due to the growing pressure in his loins. In the silence he could hear only three things now - the pack around him panting heavily, wishing they would be in the alpha's position, the wet, sloshing sound of his thrust, and the sublimely erotic gulps from Thanael as he, eager as he was, swallowed each spurt of his bestial precum. He couldn't hold himself anymore, and alerted his kneeling submissive to this with an angry-sounding snarl. It didn't quite reach him, fully focused on pleasuring his alpha as he was, but he felt the great lupine swell almost a whole inch more, quickly followed by a surge of seed through his length. As it erupted into his mouth, splattering over his tongue and against his throat, similarly a howl erupted from Jano, as he signaled his claiming of the new wolf as his own. The relief was greater than he thought, and as more and more seed emptied into Thanael's belly, he found himself strangely serene in the sea of pleasure he was floating on, almost... free from the constant desire. It returned quickly as his orgasm ebbed, but he made himself a mental note to look further into this, later.

Thanael looked up to his superior with blissfully half-open eyes, and cum dripping from the corner of his lips as he still swallowed at the muzzleful of the stuff he had been given. He felt at ease and safe, and as Jano stroked his head, from muzzle to neck, his chest rumbled with contentness. He was his now, the bond between then strengthened, the alpha having chosen his bitch and lover. Even if the other wolves felt envy, they would still be loyal to the death for each and every member of the pack. He withdrew his oozing organ from the pup's muzzle, wiping it clean against his lips and nose.

Neither of them spoke as Thanael stood up. It was his time to go hunt now and become a full werewolf as the others were. They didn't look at each other anymore, but that last contact of their gazes had burned into both of the wolves, and the beautiful image would haunt them for the rest of their lives.

Thanael sniffed at the rest of the pack while licking the excess seed off his muzzle, familiarizing himself with the scents of his brothers before leaving. Each wished him luck, some with words and others by petting him reassuringly, some happy and some jealous, but all proud that Thanael would soon be cursed permanently and willingly like the rest of them. After he had gotten to the last of the wolves, he turned around, and without looking back he set off into the forest, darkness quickly enveloping his form. A unified howling echoed from the glen, the loudest tone distinguishable as Jano's, and he felt his heart swell with joy.

Thanael arrived at the village that had once been his home in a matter of hours. Perching a little cliff nearby, he looked over the human settlement. He knew his darkvision was much better than theirs, and his pitch-black fur allowed him to blend with the nightly environment almost perfectly. Not wanting to risk anything, he studied the humans for a long time, paws firmly in the dirt to avoid even twitching. He knew he couldn't take more than one yet - he wasn't as big as the other weres yet, nor would he be before he accepted his curse with the deed he would commit. Long did he watch, his desire growing stronger as he sat unmoving in the darkness. He would have to act soon or too much of his concentration would be drawn to his almost painful erection, which was throbbing with need, drops of precum leaving wet spots in the undergrowth. He saw only moments later his opportunity. A lonely man had left with a bucket in his hand, headed for the well which, while dangerously close to the village, would have to suffice. He sneaked closer, muscles taut with excitement, arousal and concentration, all - and as he sensed the man's scent, he pounced.

As was quickly apparent, things would not be going according to plan. As Thanael wasn't fully evolved as a werewolf yet, his impact had failed to knock his victim out, merely wounding him and sending him onto his back in the gravel. He had yelled for help, and that's when everything really went bad. Suddenly it seemed like the whole village was on his toes, striking with whatever they had at hand - rocks, garden tools, even kitchen equipment. Still much stronger than any individual human, Thanael's mating instinct had deflected in favor of survival, and he was slashing and crushing flesh and bones, surges of adrenaline dousing the pain as he was cut and bruised by the villagers. Striking at the closest one his claws caught him by the throat, a hot waterfall-like cascade of blood gushing out and wetting his paws, surprisingly hot. The bloodlust sparked edged him on as he tore down one after another of the swarming fools, and he was secure in his victory, until something of pure, burning agony struck him in the back. Glancing over his shoulder, he saw that it was silver. A silvery arrow had pierced deep into his muscles, and the toxic effect it had on his kind rapidly weakened his limbs to the point where he collapsed under his own weight, falling onto the ground with a loud thump. Phasing in and out of consciousness the next hour was a slideshow of sounds and pictures.

"Kill the beast, it murdered my brother! Kill it while we have a chance!"

"Yes, cut it's head off to teach those beasts a lesson!"

"No, fools, we must keep it alive so we can draw the other wolves here where we have a chance of defeating them!"

After further squabbling it seemed as if they decided to keep him alive for now. He was dragged somewhere, dirt coating his proudly black fur as it rubbed into the ground. Unwilling to touch him much, perhaps afraid they would catch the disease it had, he was quickly left in a cold cell, chained collar and cuffs on the wall fastened in an awkward position, leaving him hogtied on his side. They pulled the arrow from his back, the jagged head shredding his flesh, and Thanael snarled in pain. Somebody pushed the length of the arrow against the side of his muzzle, hard, and it left an acid-like burn. "It would seem silver does indeed wound them more... we should make as many weapons of it as we can." one of his tormentors, his captors, exclaimed. Brief darkness followed, and the beast didn't hear more details on this, cursing himself as he came back.

"...who? I'm not going to spend my hours here watching that monster! Do it yourself!..." one of the humans whined, apparently the one they appointed to guard him.

There was a brief rattle of dice as some where thrown on the stone floor, followed by an annoyed sigh.

"See? Even the dice say you do it. Just keep an eye on it, it won't be able to escape." a scruffy voice replied.

[A while later]

Thanael was panicking. Locked inside the small cell with mithril shackles around arms, legs and throat, he could not get loose. He strained against the tight metal with all his strength, growling with exertion. For a second the guard thought he saw the chains that connected the cuffs to the wall stretch and bend under the terrible strength of the beast, but it didn't - and eventually Thanael had to stop pulling, the pain of the metal digging into his flesh becoming too strong. He tried a few more times, but there was no sign of the mithril tiring - awithin him the desire, the burning urge to infect others, was whipping itself up from a small flame to an all-consuming inferno of need, more and more urgent and overwhelming for each hour that passed at first, then every minute - and he couldn't fulfill it. As the one human who had been assigned to keep and eye on him watched, he threw himself against the wall, hard enough for the impact to vibrate the very foundations of the house. Again and again, even the pain providing no relief. He broke into a desperate howl, but knew he was alone on his. Even in his pain and horror, his cock was fully erect and throbbing for release, but the only kind of release that would satisfy it was inside another living being.

If only he could get his paws on the human who was outside. If only he would step closer, if only...

"Shut up! SHUT UP!" the watchman yelled. The insane howling was inflicting him with fear and insecurity. "What the hell is wrong with you? Stop the howling. Stop the goddamn howling." he repeated. His eyes were drawn to the swollen member, proudly jutting from it's sheath, and he turned his head in disgust. "Go masturbate or something. I don't know what the hell you abominations do. Go do it."

Like any aroused animal, Thanael was emitting pheromones on overdrive. But in the big room and with the guard so far from him, they were much too dissipated to have any effect. He would have to think of something. Breaking into a howl of pain again, he saw the human cover his ears to avoid hearing the ghastly sound. Maybe... maybe... he could fool... "FOOD!" he managed to snarl. It was little more than a growl but almost sounded human. It was one of the few words he could remember from his past life. The guard reacted, turning around. A glimmer of hope in his mind, he repeated the sound.

"Food? You want food, mindless beast? Will it stop your howling?" He didn't stop to wait for a reply. "Of course it will, what else would a stupid monster like you yearn for." Now feeling secure again, he disappeared for a few seconds, and when he came back he was carrying a large bone, likely from the mess hall of the building. It was too big to fit between the bars of the cell, and even if it had been smaller, Thanael was chained to the opposite wall. In his security the guard assumed the wolf was securely trapped - he was, but there were other factors he didn't imagine could weigh in - and opened the cell door, stepping in with the bone in his hand. He crouched right out of Thanael's reach and threw the supposed treat to him. He wasn't really hungry, but started happily chewing on the bone, hoping that by doing this he could make the guard stay near him for a few precious and necessary seconds. Unbeknownst to him, the guard was breathing deeply not only air, but also the pheromones he couldn't sense in any way except with his subconscious.

He was watching the wolf mindlessly tear and gnaw at his prize as he began to feel a bit strange. It wasn't much, but it suddenly dawned to him the lycanthrope's real cause of anguish might be his lack of... sexual satisfaction. His eyes went to the dripping cock again. It was still an ugly thing to him, and he'd have preferred not having to touch it - but anything was better than having to hear the feral thing howl more later. The position Thanael was held in was such that he probably couldn't reach his wolfhood even if he had wanted, and it was pretty clear that he really needed release. Normally the watchman wouldn't have even considered it, but with his lungs and blood full of the wolf's scent, his inhibitions were a little lower.

Swallowing hard, he reached for the red, tapered-tip rod. He'd just get this over with and then have blissful quiet for the rest of his shift. Little did he know that wasn't quite the brand of "blissful" he was about to receive. The surface of the massive cock felt burning hot and slippery under his grasp, and immediately as he touched it, a smaller burst of precum erupted to coat his hand, "Ewsh..." he pulled away and rubbed his hand against his pants, trying to get the slime off but in reality just rubbing it in more than smearing it onto the fabric. The distaste quickly faded from his mind as the small amount of the strong lycanthropic aphrodisiac set it, and he reached, now with less hesitation, for Thanael's cock again, stroking it up and down, and getting his hand covered in more of the clear liquid. He didn't mind. He'd wash up afterwards instead. Yet after only a few seconds he was feeling even hotter and rather fuzzy all over - and then he suddenly saw the panting beast in a sexual light. Horrified by his thoughts, the human bolted away and landed on his back on the cold, tiled floor. It was the goddamn liquid the wolf was oozing, he knew it. But how? He brought his slime-covered hand to his nose and sniffed it. There was no smell of course, but he had just inhaled the pheromone-laden scent directly from it's source - it quickly rose to his head, a slight fog obscuring his thoughts even more, and unable to think clearly, he licked the sweet goo covering his hand. His knees went weak at the heavenly aroma of the tainted aphrodisiac. At that point he was trapped.

One lick quickly led to another, more and more inflaming the human's desire. He licked his hand completely clean, and feverishly tried to also lap what he had smeared on his pants earlier, but there was so little of it. He was also fully hard now, under his brown and grey clothes, but that hardly mattered. Now without any second thoughts, he quickly scampered over to Thanael, the source of the strangely addictive liquid, who was now widely grinning. The inflamed hunger burning clearly inside him now, the watchman firmly grasped the throbbing tool. Pumping it hard now, he kept his other hand near the top so every burst of precum splattered against it - and each load he licked up eagerly, only wanting more of it. Driven beyond considering the consequences now, he unlocked the chains that kept the wolf in place. Howling, now with joy, he gripped the human tightly, pulling him very close, head next to his needy tool. He responded by licking the head, desperately wanting more of the wonderful stuff. Soon he began to suckle on in like a baby, clamping his lips tightly over the tip of the oh so seductive member, weeping with growing sexual euphoria. With each squirt of the lycanthropic precum inside his mouth, it tasted better, and his hunger grew. The werewolf quickly started humping his mouth now, with corrupted passion that his unwitting victim would soon also feel and love.

The milky substance was getting thicker as Thanael was nearing orgasm, but it wasn't enough! The human was fully consumed by his raging lust now. He needed more of, needed the tool that delivered it deeper within him, taking him, mounting him, penetrating him... mind ablaze with those flames, he tore off his clothes. With pure bestial heat, he turned around on all fours, presenting and surrendering himself to the slobbering wolf - and in a split second he was over him. Tightly pressing the tip of his wolfhood against the human's ass, so that the precum lubricated it and made penetration easier, he growled victoriously as he mounted the writhing man, the tapered tip of his lupine cock easily parting the tight ring of muscle.

He sunk deep into his prey, savoring the warmth of his guts. Searing pain was jolting through the watchman as his tightness was stretched for the first time interrupting his pleasure only for a few seconds, before the steady drool of the werewolf's excretions soothed him, causing the guard to relax under the mighty wolf. Thanael was getting his first taste of how it felt to spread his seed, and the intensity of it had him drooling like a rabid dog, saliva dripping over the human's back. Like a bitch in heat his victim pushed back onto his cock, impaling himself further, all to feel the seductive, intense warmth as deep inside of him as possible. He didn't care if the far too large lupine breeding tool damaged him, each thrust felt like it was injecting him with pure lust, and he just knew that having the wolf take him, giving him more of the wonderful precum would make everything alright again.

And give his precum, the wolf did. He was almost weeping with joy as he rapidly pumped into the human, his smooth and goo-drooling cock sinking again and again into the soft flesh. He didn't think anymore, everything that existed was his victim - and everything that he could focus on was how he would infuse him with the wolven rot, spread the wonderful, tainted lust.

As all good things, their bestial copulation would reach an end soon. Thanael stopped thrusting and just slammed his knot against the abused hole, letting his weight push it in. His eyes widening, the human felt as if someone forced an apple into him, except it was much warmer, and the structure and texture of it seemed to stimulate every nerve he had - a few seconds the sensation continued, and then it was inside. Thanael was over the point of no return, and as in slow motion he could hear his heart thump, each beat making his cock swell more, as the surging pleasure in his groin grew more and more immense. His pupils dilated, his tail curled up and stood still as he accepted his curse. Finally, the dam broke and he shared his gift with the human, howling in ecstasy as he exploded in a cascade of his tainted wolf-seed inside the human. It felt like a fire inside him, an intense fire of pleasure, and the guard whimpered like a dog as that fire spread throughout his whole being, causing each muscle in his body to grow stiff with a mind-bending orgasm. As his cum splattered onto the cold floor in thick, milky ropes, it marked the last time he would feel that kind of pleasure without cursing another living thing. Feeling nothing but overwhelming joy even when confronted with such a dire though, he slowly faded from consciousness as the first stage of the infection sapped all his strength from him.

Thanael felt his own body start to grow and twist additionally as the lupine infection within him awoke for the last phase of his turning. Again his spine stretched, a few cracking sounds reverbating through the hall, his claws became longer and sharper, leaving cuts even into the stone he was grasping as he writhed like a worm. Feeling his muscles go limp, he barely could manage to pull the human onto his belly and lay back to avoid collapsing on top of him. His legs grew, arms gained bulk and his fur took a sheen as he had noted the other wolves had, losing the matte half-wolf look it had. His eyes gleamed into the darkness as the curse reached them lastly, tainting his irises with a bitter green color, setting them aflame to a phosphorescent state in the gloom of the prison.

Not all of the changes were positive, as he was to discover - along with the strength, his bloodlust grew, as did the burning desire to infect more and more living things with his essence. Feeling his growing wolfhood squeezed by the tighter and tighter feeling ass of the guard, he arched his back and again emptied himself inside the poor thing. It seemed as if the torrent of his wolven slime would never stop, and he felt the furless belly swell against his with the sheer amount of liquid.

Eventually the orgasm was over, as was Thanael's growth. He was now permanently one of the cursed lycanthropes, and he knew his two-fold purpose in life with chilling accuracy: to give his gift to others, and to serve his undead master. Relishing in the power coursing through his veins, he lied still, and kept the human plugged with his knot for yet a while, so the infection could kick in properly, undisturbed.

While his love was away, Jano was sitting alone in the glen. He went through things quietly in his head. While he did truly wish to spread his gift, the wonderful taint of wilderness, to all those around him, he didn't like having to dance by the undead one's flute, so to speak. But as they were bound together by the blackest spells, he couldn't do anything but obey his master. Some alpha he was. This had always gnawed on him, but being such a strong lupine, he managed to hide it beneath his rugged surface. The rest of the wolves were not much more than beasts - and at the moment, neither was Thanael - but while he was deeply consumed by this aspect as well, he had never been able to swallow being controlled. But this had changed as he had taken the new one. He had felt...

Recovered now from his growth spurt and the dazed euphoria accepting his curse had brought him, Thanael was again full of power, full of energy. Luckily nobody had entered the room while he was still tied with his deeply thankful victim, and his knot had now finally deflated. He withdrew from the human, letting his member retract into it's sheath for now, and feeling a sting of disappointment as what seemed like a gallon of his cum gushed out. He knew it wasn't necessary for the transformation, but it still felt sad to let such a lot of it go to waste. Alas, he had to hurry now. Being much bigger and stronger now than he was before, Thanael had no problem picking up the dazed soon-to-be wolf and keeping him firmly on his shoulder. He located the door, and seeing no aura shine through it, he carefully pushed it open - it make a loud creaking noise and the lycanthrope gringed and froze, ears perked as he listened for footsteps. He heard none - it seemed as if the rest of the humans were all in one of the other buildings - likely the town hall, discussing their next course of action. He snuck first out of the building, the ran back into the night, unseen by anybody as he was one with the shadows. As he took up a feral pace amongst the trees, ducking and dashing between trees and rocks with inhuman speed, the human - Thanael made a notion to call him Kita, his original name never heard and probably forgotten by the time he was aware again - seemed to be busy getting comfortable and snuggling into Thanael's thick fur where he held him.

The travel didn't take long, and soon he was at the glen again, lowering his slowly-transforming victim onto the ground, before throwing his head back and letting out a mighty howl to signify his return. He heard a reply, but it seemed the pack was far away - and he was rather startled when he nonetheless felt a paw on his shoulder. It was Jano. "Welcome back, brother." he growled. "I have sent the rest of the pack to hunt, for I have some things only you must hear at this point." Instead of revealing what these things were, though, he wrapped his strong arms around Thanael tightly, and pulled him close. He replied by licking the lips of his alpha, rubbing muzzle against muzzle. Even though Thanael had just mated with the human, the other lycanthrope's lust was infectious, and soon enough they were laying on the grass, trembling with need as they consummated their love again. Groaning when the alpha mounted his bitch again, the younger, yet now as big, wolf felt the overwhelming warmth gush through him again. It didn't last long this time, as Jano took him wildly like a feral, but felt so good that nothing else mattered than the fulfillment of their carnal union. This wasn't the only reason - Jano was eager to relieve his sexual frustration with his loved one again, to see if the effects would be the same - and they were. As his knot slipped inside the younger wolf, stretching him heavily and coaxing a yelp of pleasure and pain from him, as he coated his insides with his tainted, dominant seed, he felt the peaceful satisfaction again - but more importantly, he felt free. Free to... take his own leash. He counted the seconds, assuming the clarity of mind would disappear, but it didn't - not as long as he remained so close to Thanael.

As they finally lay still, tied to each other by the alpha's swollen knot, Jano whispered something in his beta's ear. Thanael's eyes went wide as he imagined the changes this knowledge would bring.

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The next (and final?) chapter will have some gnawing on bones and most likely the wolf infection becoming a pandemic. Also if you read this YOU FEEL COMPELLED YOU TO COMMENT! :3