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Darkness; a comfortable cool surrounding me in this weightless environment. It feels like I’m floating in a pool of water…except… it’s different. As I wave my paws around in front of me I can feel and hear a sort of fluid yet my fur feels dry… It’s as if the air itself is heavy and weighted. This feeling quite is soothing and nice. This is calm… this is peace. A movement startles me but I still see nothing when I open my eyes. It dawns on me that the feeling is not from something but instead the atmosphere is moving… or perhaps I’m the one that’s moving… regardless this new sensation is pleasant enough. The constant ruffling of the fur on my body has me spreading my arms and enjoying the moment. I catch the sound of my own sigh over the whipping of ‘wind’ past my ears. My moments of serenity are interrupted by a steady growing sense of unease with the increase of velocity. The realization that I’m falling faster and faster has put me in a panic. Flailing my arms and legs only serves to flip me over backwards and plunge me ever faster in this abyss. I had curled into a ball with my paws covering my ears with how loud the roar of the wind was.

Then I felt it. Solid ground connects with my back and the resulting slap of my body impacting the surface has my mind blanking. The impact was bone shakingly violent. ‘This is the end… nothing would survive a fall like that’ floats across my subconscious as I lay perfectly still; convinced that further movement would only result in more damage. My mind is seized on the idea that this is the end… that I’m already dead. I’m so wrapped up the doom of it all that I don’t recognize the quiet sounds of someone approaching. Not even the gentle tapping on my shoulder breaks me out of this state until a heavy weight lands on my stomach and drives the air from my lungs. That certainly caused me to open my eyes to the world around me. What I find sitting on top of me is a real flash back to my past. A young kit barely older than 5 but looks exactly like me at that age. The resemblance is so true that even the small differences have me questioning if it was my memory that was slipping…

A closer inspection of this fur on top of me confirms that it is in fact not me. Despite me knowing that my eyes were not green it still felt as if I was looking at myself from so many years ago.

“Hi.” The voice was certainly higher pitch than I remember.

“Um… hello.” The grin on their muzzle spread slowly and I could feel a tail gently wagging behind.

“I’ve waited so long to meet you but you were gone when I finally caught up. Why did you leave so soon?”

“Leave? I don’t understand… who are you…? Where am I?” That toothy grin only grew larger much to my discomfort. Before she could speak the world around us ‘shuddered’ which I just now noticed was an open field. Her smile faded and she flicked an ear absentmindedly.

“Aww… already…? Don’t stay gone so long next time big brother.” With one sentence I was frozen… deer in the headlights. My mind didn’t catch up until she was already faded away.

“Wait!” But it was too late. This world and the small pup were already dissolved into nothing but a blank white canvas. The endless white seemed to get brighter with each passing second which hurt my eyes to look at. The brightness peaked and all at once fell back into darkness. This time when I finally opened my eyes I was greeted with a new scene entirely… son of a bitch.

I’m getting real tired of waking up in weird places… like seriously tired of this. It’s not even a nice room. Somehow I’m still calm, or exhausted, but I can’t shake the feeling I should be freaking out… this place is a prison cell without the iron bars after all. Toilet, sink, and bed… what the hell is this place? I don’t hear anything at all except the soft hum of some air conditioning unit far out of sight. Where am I…? I sit in silence in this room, shaking the cob webs out of my head. Among my struggle to decipher where I was I recall the tail end of my dream… big brother… that’s what I heard right? But I don’t have a sister… unless dad found someone else. But he did find someone else… I saw her… I think. I felt the growl rumbling in my chest and grab both of my ears with my paws tugging on them in frustration. “Why can’t I remember!?” It surprised me that my voice was hoarse. I released my ears and rubbed at my throat instead.

I let my shoulders sag and just about resigned myself to waiting when the memories really clicked. The demon… that’s right. I felt my chest tightening as the fight… the struggle… the pain came rushing back to me. My trembling paw found my chest and I felt the hammering of my heart against it. The whole fight plays out in my mind and I’m left a shaking mess on the bed. I have to struggle to even draw in violent shuddering breaths. I feel the sting of bile rising in my throat and try to run over to the toilet. My legs give out immediately and I find the concrete just as hard as always when my shoulder crashes into it. I didn’t make it to the toilet, instead I brace myself on my paws and knees and heave my guts out. I notice darkness encroaching on my vision while my arms threatened to give out. I swayed to the side and found I couldn’t correct; once again I found my face in the dirt and conscious quickly fading.

It felt as if I had just closed my eyes and I was already reopening them in alarm. The terror was still fresh in my mind but I found myself back on the bed. There were new scents in the room as well. I identified 3 potential new people had entered since I was last awake; I can never be sure with all the perfumes that humans like to wear. I took several minutes to calm myself and piece back together my broken and manipulated memories. I found that as I calmed down I could pick apart the deception. It started subtle; I would miss hear the tone of voice, read into a joke further than I should have, and all around forget a part of a conversation. I got easier to manipulate the more I felt betrayed. I still feel dirty… no… that’s not quite the right word. I feel… tainted… not that the demon is there anymore but that I’m not really worth it anymore. How could I have let that happen… how could I have let that happen…!? I pulled my feet up on the bed and buried my muzzle in my knees and felt my tail curl around me and sunk into a deep rooted despair.

I sat in silence for 20 minutes before I heard footsteps coming my way. 20 minutes that was spent crushing what hope I had left in myself. Every thought of salvaging my life was crushed under self-doubt and pessimism. I was truly and utterly a broken wolf. I couldn’t even muster the energy to look up as the door latch opened.

“Please come with me Mr. Suman.” I heard the words; they were cold and calculated but didn’t strike me as malicious. I heard the sigh leave my nose at the thought of having to move but slowly complied. My legs lowered to the floor and I put my weight across them unsteadily. I felt at least some relief that I was able to support myself. I spared the man at the door a glance and shuffled my way towards him with down cast eyes. The hallway outside was plain and uninteresting and we made our way to another room. The man ushered me in and closed the door behind me. I recognized the setup as being an interrogation room and took a seat at the request of the man I had been following. I had a brief flicker of hope that it would be Agent Delaine to walk through the door but quickly dismissed that in favor of wanting to distance myself from everyone. The seconds ticked by with me slumped in the chair. Eventually there was a brief knock on the door and a man and woman entered the room. Once again I spared them only a glance as they sat down at the table. They had started talking, introductions and pleasantries but I paid it no attention.

“Andrew? We just want to talk. Do you think you can do that for us? Do you think you could tell us what happened?” I drew my eyes from my paws sitting on the table to establish brief eye contact with the man that had addressed me. My gaze was drawn to his hands as they flipped a coin along his knuckles in a smooth steady rhythm. The hairs on my neck rose when I finally noticed the soft subtle pulsing of magic energy emanating from coin. It took effort to break my gaze and I noticed that I was in the middle of a sentence when I finally looked away. I wasn’t aware that I was speaking a few seconds ago. I had to block out the creeping dread and made sure not to look again at that coin. The pulsing of energy had increased substantially but I found that it wasn’t affecting me as long as I kept my gaze away. I missed what he had said and opted to avoid the conversation all together by placing my head down in my arms on the table.

He was surely angry because of this; I could easily smell that much. He had started raising his voice but I blocked out the majority of what he was saying. I briefly wondered what would happen to me if I kept refusing to cooperate but pushed that aside in favor of the anger that was rising up alongside his. He was trying to trick me as well. How was that any different than what the demon was doing? I’m sure the malicious intent isn’t there but that doesn’t change the fact that they were trying to manipulate me. Manipulation… that’s what has taken everything from me yet again… and I will not allow that to continue; a conviction that I carved into my heart in that very instance. The bang that echoed around the room from my fists slamming down on the table stopped his short rant. I heard a coin hit the floor and met the eyes of the 2 agents now standing back from the table. There was definitely a hostile edge in the air now. The room had turned into a standoff. We were feeding off each other and slowly the room grew very heavy with energy.

“You don’t want to start this fight kid…” He was right. I was having trouble staying upright with how exhausted I still was. I couldn’t fight the pressure bearing down on me and was forced to brace my paws more heavily on the table. It was a struggle just trying to keep my head up! The pressure in the room vanished after a few seconds but the ‘damage’ had already been done. My reserves along with my nerves were shot. I stumbled back from the table and luckily landed in the chair that I had pushed back when I stood up. Even though I tried to fight it my body didn’t have the strength to keep up appearances and my head slumped down as I tried to suck in ragged breaths. I heard them approach from around the table and flinched against the palm that touched my shoulder. A calm energy radiated from my shoulder and slowly enveloped me; little by little I caught my breath and found strength in my limbs. I found myself leaning into the palm and side of the person helping me.

“I’m sorry if we scared you.” Her voice was soft and gentle. “Agent Mason isn’t always our most tactful officer.”

“Hey…! I didn’t see you trying anything. We weren’t going to get anywhere with him staring at the table the whole time.”

“I think he deserves a little slack… did you even read the debrief before stepping into the room?” Smells like a lie is coming.

“…Of course I read the debrief…” He totally didn’t read it. Despite myself and the situation I had to chuckle silently. For some reason what Agent Delaine had told me in the past came to mind; everyone makes mistakes… it’s what we learn from them that counts the most. Even these ‘trained’ Agents can gloss over stuff from time to time… maybe I take for granted the true stability of those around me. I felt my brow furrow as I continue the train of thought. Lucy, Garrett, Agent Delaine, Mrs. Reynolds,… hell even my other coworkers, were always so consistent and reliable. I know how supportive this family is and how large a safety net I have cast… yet here I go not trusting them. I’m so busy trying to figure out how to run away that I forget to consider if I need to… if I should… so that begs the next question. Why am I trying to fight this battle alone again? A wolf pack has strength in numbers and I know that my pack is strong. A deep sigh escapes my lips as a new resolve is cemented inside me.

“I need… help.” I had cut off whatever argument was still continuing between them. “I was scared… I still am.” A tear hit my paw before I even realized it had formed. I wiped my cheek and I told them everything; how it happened, what it felt like, what I could remember and what I’m not sure about, how I thought about running away, the thoughts of just simply ending my life while I waited in that cell, why I reacted how I did… I told them everything. I don’t think I felt any better after talking about it. The worry never went away it just stepped further into the light; it became more tangible… more concrete. Just because I talked about my problems doesn’t mean that there is a solution. I can merely hope that everything will be okay.

Both Agent Mason and Agent Rose had a quiet conversation when I had finally finished. The intensity in the air was gone, replaced with an anxiousness that gnawed at the back of my mind. I caught the tingle of magic and a little smile played across Agent Rose’s lips before I was addressed again. “Andrew… if you want to continue talking we’ll listen but I don’t think you need any more from us and we have everything we need from you. Hold tight, I think there might be a few others that could help a little more than we can.” I apprehensively nod my head thinking it would just be different agents or maybe a therapist but what I was not expecting when they had walked out the door was for a mess of brown hair and a set of sad hazel eyes to peek around the door frame. She walked around the door and stood just shy of entering.

“Lucy…” My voice was barely more than a whisper as I stood up from the table and step to the side, fear and uncertainty keeping me from moving further. “I…” We stared at each other for a while and slowly the tears welled up in her eyes before she closes the distance and wraps herself around me. It took me longer than I care to admit to realize what had happened but I finally wrapped my arms around her and held her tight.

“I’m so sorry… I’m an idiot,” Even though her voice was muffled by my arms I still heard her clearly. “I should have pushed harder… I knew something was wrong… I… please don’t hate me… I was… with mom back… I’m such an idiot… I won’t blame you one bit for walking away… I mean why would you stay when I… I don’t want you to leave… please stay… please stay…” Her voice slowly tapered off as I stood there dumbfounded; the ‘broken’ pieces of my life coming back together in rapid succession.

“Lucy…” She squeezed tighter but I was at a loss of words. My body moved on its own as I pulled away to arm’s length and met her eyes. She held my gaze with terror of what I was about to say and once again the words died in my throat. ‘Now or never.’ I took a deep breath before leaning down and planting my lips gently on hers. I pull away to move closer to her ear and lick her cheek softly. “Lucy… I love you… I don’t want to leave.” I pulled back to stand upright again but found arms around my neck and lips smashed back against my own. Almost as suddenly as it happened her head was back and her eyes held mine with a desperate plea. She was staring at me to read if I was being serious and slowly her eyes closed and her head rested softly in the crook of my neck. It felt perfect. Neither one of us said anything for a few minutes; we were simply content being close to one another.

“Why didn’t you say something sooner…? I thought you weren’t interested… I had given up hope.” Her head never moved from my chest.

“I… well I was scared… I didn’t think it was… legal. I couldn’t go just asking questions.” She chuckled lightly but held me dearly.

“Fine… fair point. Although I guess you know now that it’s not breaking any laws… or are you just too smitten to care?”

“Honestly? probably both.” That earned me a nuzzle from her which I returned to the top of her head.

“How long have you been hiding this?”

“…Since you started school. Well more like when you got your letter.”

“…That’s quite a long time…” She choked up on the last word but pulled away to rub her hand through the fur on my cheek. I leaned into the light scratches until she took a fistful of fur into her hand and held me still. “Don’t you ever do something like that again…” A whine had left my throat as fresh tears welled up in her eyes. I was once again wrapped up in a crushing hug. “Fighting that thing by yourself… are you crazy!? Promise me you won’t do something stupid like that again. I could have lost you…”

I held her close to me for a long while and rubbed her back. I thought long and hard about what I would say to her and nothing profound ever came to mind so I tried to lighten the mood instead. “I promise… I won’t take on demons by myself anymore.” She seemed to relax if only slightly.

“Good… at least let me help next time, you big idiot.” That was followed by a prompt squeeze before she pulled away to look me in the eyes. I wanted to reply… or kiss her again but a soft knock on the door frame drew my attention away. The familiar face of Garrett peeked around the corner before slowly stepping to the side and another taking its place. My heart hammered in my chest for a few beats upon recognition of Mary. Seeing her for the first time since the incident was more of a jolt than I would have guessed. I didn’t even notice that she had moved further into the room until I heard her voice.

“It’s good to see you again.” I wanted to smile and wag my tail but something felt wrong. “I can’t even…, thank you. Thank you for everything that you have done for me. Thank you for everything you have done for my family. I know it’s not enough… but thank you.” Despite the odd feeling I had, my tail waved slowly behind me and a slow smile spread across my muzzle. Her and Garrett were slowly crossing the room. Confusingly I felt my hackles rising. The further in the room they came the more my unease set upon me. They stopped approaching when I had taken a step back and directed Lucy to step further behind me with my arm.

“Andrew… what’s wrong?” I glanced beside me to briefly make eye contact with Lucy before searching around the room with my eyes.

“I… don’t know. Something feels off… something feels wrong. It’s like… like…” I knew what this feeling was now. It felt like I was in the presence of that demon again. My stomach sank into my hind paws with this sudden revelation. I really hadn’t recovered from my previous fight yet I felt the draw of energy moving about my body; an automatic response to this kind of situation. I fully stepped in front of Lucy now and tried desperately to locate the source of this unease. A scent tickles my nose and I inhale deeply to pick apart the odors. That’s what it was. Hidden deep within the aroma around the room was the smell of… vileness… of decay. It was so faint that I passed it off before, but I could not ignore this now that I understood.

“It’s okay Andrew. Tell us what’s wrong so we can help you.” Garrett had continued his slow approach until he was only a few paces away but I smelled nothing out of the ordinary from him so I paid him no attention. The smell was definitely coming from the direction of the door so I addressed Mary quickly.

“Mary, move away from the door.” I pulled what little energy I had left into my right paw and held it there in preparation. She still seemed wary of me but slowly complied. She took measured steps but kept a wide birth of me. My unease would continue to grow with each second that the vile smell grew stronger in the room. Even though I knew the smell was stronger the scent was still trace and elusive. I had clear view of the door now but my nerves were telling me something else. I cast Mary a glance and saw that she was nearly even with me and Lucy but still giving us a cautious and wide birth. A single sniff in that direction was all it took. I couldn’t lie to myself any longer. She was the source of this smell. I felt a renewed panic as she still slowly approached and pushed Lucy behind me again to put myself between us.

She apparently saw the look on my face because she stopped approaching and actually took a step back. I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t fight a demon again… not as I was now. I stood locked in that position, deer in the headlights, mind racing but never coming to a course of action. I felt sick and I couldn’t suppress the trembling in my body. I felt panicked and dizzy… I felt… a hand on my shoulder? The grip was firm and brought me back to earth. “Andrew… please tell me what’s going on…” That was a jolt through my core. It felt like a slap across my cheek and actually drew my attention away from Mary. I held Lucy’s gaze for a split second and calmed down. When I finally looked back to Mary my mind was cool and focused despite my racing heart. I took a deep breath to soothe my frayed nerves before speaking to the group.

“I… Mary…” I wanted to actually slap myself but instead opted for another deep breath. “I smelled… it… again. I still do. The demon or at least its taint is coming from Mary.” I felt Lucy tighten her hold on my arm and pull painfully on the fur. I ignored that little discomfort to continue on. “It’s very faint and I had difficulty pin pointing it let alone identifying it but I know that’s what it is. I don’t think I’ll ever forget. I don’t know what to do… Garrett what do we do…?”

“Andrew… are you sure?” Another sniff in her direction has me wrinkling my nose.

“Yes… I really think so.” The intensity in the room shifted; it became more sullen. Everyone was quiet and still. It felt like minutes passed as we stared at each other. Mary moved first which forced me to back away in concern but she merely started walking to the door. The same idea must have been running though me and Garrett’s head because shortly after we were moving to follow and possibly intercept. We both stopped dead in our tracks when she stopped by the door and activated the wall mounted alarm panel. The door buzzed loudly and I heard the sounds of metal sliding into place. Was she trapping us here? Had she been overcome by the demon? The answer was a swift no when I lost control of my body and a powerful field restricted my flow of energy. It was as if the room was suddenly cast in clear concrete.

“What is the nature of the emergency?” A male voice rang out from speakers hidden in the room.

“There is evidence that I, Mary Covack, have either been tainted or are in the early stages of possession. I believe that we should scan for signs while I am here and eliminate the threat if necessary.” The calm analytical nature of her voice threw me for a loop. “Although I feel normal I activated the field to stop the panic that was building in this room.”

“I read 4 individuals in the room. Agents have been summoned to escort you to the testing chamber. Remain calm and standby.” I felt a tickle along the back of my neck before hearing a voice broadcast into my head. I would have jumped if not for the stasis field. “I need confirmation to verify status of the room. Please state name and current status.” I didn’t know what that meant.

“Um… What?”

“You are being contacted through telepathy. You do not need to speak aloud. I need your name and what is going on in the room.”

“Oh, I’m Andrew Suman. I… well, we are just kind of stuck in this room right now… I can’t move.”

“Are you hurt? Is anyone trying to hurt you? I need to confirm the status of the emergency.”

“Oh, I… no I don’t… sorry. I’m not hurt. No one is hurt. I’m just on edge with the whole… demon thing… and when I sensed it again… maybe I jumped to conclusions… it’s really faint .”

_“When you say sensed it, you do mean you sensed the taint correct?” _ I instinctually want to nod my head but yet again found it immobile.

“_Yes. That is correct.” _ Just as quickly as the spell had been established it faded away. I was left kind of irked by the lack of a farewell but the sound of the door unlocking and opening drew my focus. 3 agents stepped into the room and quickly locked nullifying bands around Mary’s frozen body which seemed to have released her as well. She turned back for a brief second before being escorted out of the room. One of the agents stayed behind to collect formal statements from us after the stasis was lifted. The whole event felt surreal. I think that it shook everyone and we all remained quiet once the statements were collected. We all jumped when the door opened and those that had left, returned. We held our breath as they came to a stop a just after entering the room.

“Andrew was right. The taint has been irradiated or so their sensors say. Would you care to confirm?” I simply blinked a few times before it registered that the question was directed at me. Words died in my throat but the gentle smile on her lips calmed me down. I took a quick breath from where I was, expecting to catch that scent again but nothing. The room smelt overly sterile… like it was supposed to. I approached until I was only a few foot away and sniffed cautiously. To my amazement the scent was gone… completely. My tail started a slow wag and the corners of my lips turned up into a happy grin. Before I knew it I was wrapped up in a happy embrace. I found the side of my head smooshed into the rather sizable bust of Mrs. Covack. I’d like to say the arms wrapped around me kept me from pulling away from the soft mounds but… they were really pleasant to rest against… not to mention the energy seeping out of her felt like a thousand blankets. It all felt like a gentle lullaby and I was reminded of how tired I was. I tried to keep my eyes open but it was a futile fight.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Perspective shift Mary Covack~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It was like a weight was lifted the moment that they turned on the purifying fields. The feeling of focused beta particles was quite a unique experience. Shortly after the process started I realize it was back; I could control my magic again. To think that such a small trace of taint from that demon was enough to disrupt my pathways… I had a new found understanding and respect for Andrew, the poor thing. With my magic back in control I was able to trace and visualize the circuitry around me and boy was there a lot to look at. The precision of the equipment and complexity of the algorithms was… ahem… ‘exciting’ me. I hope they attributed the stuffiness of the chamber to why my face was suddenly flush. Any longer in that chamber and I might have made a mess. Maybe Garrett will let me build one on the pretense of… reoccurring… no… weakened taint resistance. Yeah that might work… or I could just tell him about it… ugh… I’m just going to show him. To hell with the high latent energy bull shit… it’s been years and mama isn’t waiting any more. I’ll have my man so worked over he’ll agree to buy me anything and then I’ll work him over again. FOCUS Mary… you’re going to soak through your pants if you keep this up.

They unlocked the door and stepped in behind me. I saw everyone standing nearly right where I had left them… surely they didn’t keep the stasis field active this whole time. Everyone had turned to look at me but no one seemed to know what to do so I broke the silence. “Andrew was right. The taint has been irradiated or so their sensors say.” I figured a little joke would help but everyone stayed motionless. I kept my focus on Andrew. “Would you care to confirm?” He didn’t react immediately. I was just about to speak up again until I saw him slowly start to approach. He didn’t say anything. My joyous mood started to darken as the thought that they hadn’t actually been able to remove it despite what the sensors said. To my hearts relief I saw his tail start to wave and a smile play across his lips. It was so sweet. The amount of concern he felt for me drove me to closing the distance and wrapping my arms around him.

After what I expected to be a brief hug he showed no signs of wanting to pull away so I kept him cradled against my bosom. I expected him to be embarrassed to be held this close but to my surprise he slowly grew heavier and leaned against me. I only had a brief moment of concern until I heard the softest of snores. I held him close to keep him from falling over and felt a radiating glow in my chest as I saw his ears flicker. My eyes searched out Garrett’s and I knew I had the widest smile on my face. I don’t know if he understood what that look meant but in this moment I wanted to have another baby. I had been missing this feeling. I vowed to make it up to my family and not let work take over. I was just adjusting to the extra weight and all too soon the weight shifted and Andrew was looking up at me bashfully. I caught a tinge of rosiness in his ears before they folded and he took a step back.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Perspective shift Andrew~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It took me a few seconds to piece together why I couldn’t see after I had opened my eyes. The result of that realization had the blood rushing to my head. I look up and see her looking behind me. I tried to disengage from the hug and found that she reluctantly allowed me to step back. I wanted to apologize for what had happened but the light in her eyes and wide smile just had my blush deepening. I lazily scratched the back of my neck and tried to hide behind my arm. I think I managed one more step before I felt a palm in the center of my back. I found the owner of the arm to be Garrett. “Don’t sweat it Andrew. I’ve fallen asleep once or twice in there myself.” I don’t think my ears have ever been redder.

“DAD!” I was too mortified to look at anyone so I sat frozen on the spot. I received a few pats on the back as he walked past me. Garrett and Mary quickly embraced and whispered softly to each other. I could barely make out what was being said but quickly tuned out the conversation as it turned… dirty… but not before Mary met my eyes with a crooked smirk. The whole situation was quite ridiculous and I found myself chuckling. I’d missed this kind of playful banter. This reminded me of times when I was back home yet I didn’t get sad or depressed at the thought. This was the ‘family environment’ that I had grown up with. I met Lucy’s mortified expression and truly lost control of my laughter.

There wasn’t as much fuss as I thought there would be considering the circumstances. Despite the odd looks on occasion, it seemed that everyone wasn’t concerned with us as we walked through the halls. We got cleared to leave the ‘undisclosed’ location and found ourselves back at our local transfer station roughly 20 minutes after Mary came back. It seemed that they didn’t really want us hanging around, especially when Mary started asking technical questions about the radiation booth. I was fussed after when we arrived at the station. Agent Delaine, Agent Smith and even Mrs. Reynolds was there to give me a once over to make sure I was okay. I guess word got around to them which I shouldn’t be surprised at. It reminded me again about how silly I was to think about running away.

We made it back to the manor quite late in the evening after a quick detour to BBQ Blitz when I finally realized how freaking starved I was. With so much commotion I couldn’t hope to keep track of everything that was happening and found myself alone in my bed late at night. The weight of the day was quickly catching up to me as I contemplated what would change going forward. Lucy knew how I felt about her which had me quite giddy but how would everyone else react? It seemed like a waste of time to worry about it so late, so I shook my head and rolled over to the side to pull the covers tighter over me. I missed her already.

I was drifting softly to sleep when the door creaking open woke me back up. I held my breath wondering who it was as I gently rolled over to peer above the covers. I felt warmth spread through my chest seeing a very familiar silhouette standing in the door frame. I couldn’t stop the cavernous yawn that left my muzzle as I sat up to stretch my arms above my head. “Hey…” She didn’t reply right away but shuffled over to the side of the bed. “What’s wrong?” A sudden unease filling me up as she shuffled with her head down. The unease settled when she leaned over and all but fell into my arms.

“I had a bad dream… or bad thoughts… I just needed to make sure you’re still here. It’s stupid… I know.” I rubbed my muzzle through her hair and breathed in the scent of her shampoo.

“It doesn’t matter if it’s dumb or not. I won’t turn down an opportunity to hold you.” To my surprise I felt her starting to lift the covers and crawl in beside me. “Um… Lucy?” She let out a quiet hush as she snuggled in underneath the covers. Her night gown was silky soft and I had to stop my paws from trailing down her back. “What if Garrett comes in? What would we say th…!” My concern was silenced very quickly with a pair of soft lips capturing my muzzle and a leg settling over me. With minimal effort I was rolled onto my back and waist straddled without breaking the tender kiss. She pulled away just long enough to stare deeply in my eyes. It looked like she was just shy of panic.

“Please let me stay. Just for tonight. It… it doesn’t feel real without you… like I’m going to wake up and you’ll be different… or gone.” It broke my heart to hear her say that.

“I’m not going anywhere Lucy.” She held me tighter and buried her face in my chest. I thought she was just relaxing until I felt the little trembles shaking her body. “Lucy? Are you okay?” She clung desperately to me and cried softly between sentences.

“I was so scared and confused. I didn’t know what to do… I tried to talk to you, after you saved mom… I… thought you hated us after that. I thought you hated me because I wasn’t there. I didn’t know how to approach you anymore…” The tears were quick to form in my eyes. My throat felt so constricted I could hardly breathe. I felt myself trembling. I didn’t know that’s how she felt… I wanted to crawl in a hole. It took time for me to work through my emotions but eventually I was able to tell her what happened. She listened patiently and cried with me as I recounted what I had experienced.

We stayed like that for probably an hour. It took that long to tell the story… the whole story. I was more honest with her right then than I had probably ever been in my life. I felt like I owed it to her… to us. My story ended with none too few of tears but an open heart and peaceful spirit. I felt connected to her in a way that was familiar yet largely unknown. She raised her head off my chest and we gazed into each other eyes… I saw past just the surface. Like a puddle settling after being disturbed the world around us grew quiet. Just when there wasn’t a single sound left besides the simultaneous beating of our hearts I felt a spark between us; a nearly tangible connection to her.

It took my breath away. A rush of feelings like none I had ever experienced flooded my body. I found myself frozen in place; utterly transfixed by her eyes and this feeling of… calm… of love… of completeness that has overtaken me. There was a vibration in the air. The space between us was shuddering until the room disappeared and we were weightless. I held her close to me as we looked around us. The walls and mansion were gone; replaced with a deep blue canvas that shimmered periodically with visions of the past. Not just my past but hers as well. This place felt powerful and profound. This was a starting point… a beginning of our journey. We were standing at the edge of a hill… no, we were actually standing at the edge of a grassy hill side all of the sudden. I could see the grass swaying in the wind gently.

“This is my back yard… was my backyard. Back before the war…” Her voice had startled me at first but I quickly take her hand in my paw which seems to give her strength. “I feel so selfish.” She didn’t say anything for a while but I knew she wasn’t done. “I feel selfish when I think about how hard my life has been… I don’t feel like I have the right to complain when I think about everything that you’ve had to deal with.” I let the breeze ruffle through my fur.

“Just because others have it worse doesn’t diminish what you feel. Tell me about it. Let me help you in the same way that you have helped me.”

“I don’t want to add anymore burden…” I squeezed her hand gently.

“We are here for a reason right? Standing at the bottom… Talk to me. Let me help.” It didn’t surprise me that she was tearing up although that didn’t hurt any less to see.

“I had a great childhood. I remember mom and dad being so happy and free and loving. It was all so… happy. Sure, dad used to work long hours but he always made it home. He always had the weekends off. He always tucked me in for bed… but mom was… she was everything I wanted to be; kind, compassionate, respected, and just crazy smart. My parents were just… they were just perfect together. I was their princess… but then we went to war. Dad didn’t come home anymore. Mom didn’t have time… she was always busy. I had to spend all my time at school… with the other kids whose parents had to help in the war efforts. I saw kids… friends… get pulled the moment they were old enough. For 2 years that pattern continued. I stayed in a state of constant fear… I thought for sure, at any moment, mom would come and tell me that dad wasn’t coming home.”

While she told me her story we had started climbing the hill. I don’t think she realized she was walking. I didn’t realize it either since every sentence brought with it a literal flood of emotions and memories straight into me. She was somehow spilling her heart and memories directly into me. It was painful and scary but I knew it was helping, I could feel a deep wound was healing in her. “They broke the news cheerfully… ‘the war is over, we won’… but I hadn’t seen mom for over a week. She said she had to go… promised me she would come back… but she didn’t.” There was a break in her story to which I realized we were sitting on an old wooden swing at the top of the hill. I reached over and pulled her close which seemed to snap her out of her trance. I watched her slowly trace the old grain pattern on the arm rest beside her. “I loved this swing. Me and dad built it… I would wait for dad to come home from work sitting right here. But all that is gone now… lost between the stupidity of two nations. We had to move when the war began. We moved into the city… actually we moved twice.” A deep sigh left her and she snuggled into my side.

“Dad came home… after 2 years at war… decorated metals of bravery and valor pinned all over his uniform and the first thing I ask is where’s mom. ‘Why isn’t mom with you?’ He didn’t lie about it… he told me… and I blamed him for it. Like it was somehow his fault… and like the shittiest daughter ever I ran and locked myself in my room. He was… IS a hero but mom didn’t come back. I know he took that hard… he shut down and I was partially to blame. I apologized and he picked me back up while he was still broken. I saw her again after a week when we went to visit. She was there… beyond just her body laying on the bed… I knew she was around… But all I saw was her body on the bed. All I felt was the glass that separated me from her. We left without saying a word… I couldn’t find a single thing to tell him that he didn’t already know.

I found her research when I went home. He couldn’t bare to enter her study… but I needed to know. I was going to bring her back no matter what it took. I trudged through her papers… formula and math well above my understanding… this was all before I knew how to control my magic. Intricate spells weaved together resulting in 6th or 7th tier magic became my… normal. I had no idea how to actually perform the spell but I was starting to understand the logic.” Flashes of memories and formula were fading in and out of my mind. What had started as mind bogglingly complex slowly took shape and I found that I could understand it as well… just a little bit.

“When I went to Shelling I had access to such a vast collection of knowledge. I knew this was the key to understanding it… yet basic classes felt like an insult to what I was trying to accomplish… until the practical classes started. Even though I had knowledge of higher level magic I still had trouble with basic skills… it was kind of crushing really; how was I supposed to warp different elements of magic together if I couldn’t even handle 1…?” I wasn’t about to let her down play herself.

“You seemed like you did pretty well sitting at the top of your class.” She had a small smile crease her cheeks.

“I knew so much more than that though. But it seems there is a big difference between knowing something and actually being able to do it. Having you there calmed me, let me focus... you always seem to be there to help me.” She leaned against my shoulder and sighed. “Then you saved me and then mom. I was blown away by what happened. I was stunned and ticked off… I was going to bring her back… but you… an untrained mage…ugh.” She chuckled softly beside me. “You pissed a lot of people off with that stunt you know?” The visions and memories stop swirling around in my head so I finally had the chance to sit and think. It gave me time to digest this experience. “I don’t think I deserve the way you feel about me… I can somehow sense it. Like we’re connected.” That was a surprise. But… no I feel it as well. Just like Lucy had said… like we were… connected…

“Wait!” My outburst caught Lucy by surprise and she jumped next to me. “Sorry… but I think I’ve heard about this before.” She laid her head back on my shoulder again.

“Another wolf tribe thing…?” I was going to mock being offended but her giggle was enough to hear.

“Yeah. I think so.” I focus on my memories and where I might have heard about this. I remember it rather easily and with greater clarity than I would expect since I was probably 5-6 at the time. I remember my mother telling me about it while she tried to help me to control my budding powers. She called it a bond of some type. “A soul bond.”

“A soul bond?”

“Yeah, at least that’s what my mom called it.”

“What does that mean? Do you know?”

“I know that it was sacred to my mom. She described it like 2 Lycans binding themselves to one another. I think she mentioned an alter which I guess is similar to your custom of wedding together. I don’t remember much of what she said though.” I felt a tug on the fur on my shoulder and looked down at Lucy but she was staring off behind me.

“Has that always been there?” When I turned around to look behind me I saw what she was talking about. In the middle of the field there stood a large stone podium. We both rose from the swing and slowly approach the structure with her hand held in mine. I hesitantly ran my palm across the weathered surface but felt only the smooth stone. I circled around and found a slightly raised platform imbedded in the dirt that I instinctively stepped up on. I found that Lucy had also found a similar platform and was standing across from me. The surface of the podium had 2 circles etched into it to which I felt compelled to place my paws within. The circles glowed softly blue and a line from my paws seemed to etch its way in the stone toward her side. I looked up to see that the same was true for her and slowly the lines combined in the center. The air around us grew still. I saw a soft yellow glow in between her hands and looked down to see the same glow forming words in between my paws. I was able to make out ‘Do you bare forth your heart?’

It didn’t take me any time to say yes and I heard it echoed from Lucy a split second later. Nothing happened immediately and we both stared at each other. I didn’t know what to expect but I doubt it was going to be just a simple confirmation if the atmosphere had any indication. Just when I was relaxed since it seemed nothing was going to happen I was struck by lightning… metaphorical lightning. In merely a couple seconds I felt her emotions… for me… all of them… from day one. It was such an overwhelming experience. I don’t think it’s possible to describe what it’s like to suddenly know every single emotion that has been felt toward you. “Yes.” I snapped my head back down to look at Lucy and saw her smiling sweetly at me with tears forming in her eyes. A flickering light caught my attention and I saw the words shift until they read ‘Do you bare forth your mind?’ I slowly lifted my gaze back up to Lucy and answer yes with smile of my own. Again it all came at once. In crystal ball clarity I had every memory she had of me to mirror the emotions from earlier. This experience was somehow easier to process and left me feeling giddy and excited.

The stone surface had yet another message written on it. ‘Do you bare forth your soul?’ My immediate thought was to agree but the word soul stilled my tongue. What did it mean to bare your soul? I brought my eyes up to Lucy and saw her staring back with a gentle smile. I had small flashbacks of all the times that I had seen that little smirk on her lips. It didn’t matter what it meant. This was Lucy. We both spoke our confirmation at the same time. The seconds ticked by as we both waited in anticipation for something to happen but nothing did for the longest time. The glow on the table slowly faded until only a smooth surface remained. We waited and I found myself idle scratching at my chest that had start to itch. A slow radiating pain spread into a spot on my chest the size of a grapefruit.

Before I could voice my concern the pain was gone. I blinked and everything was different when I reopened my eyes. My head spun for a second as I figured out that I was lying down on my bed instead of standing. The weight pressing against me shifted until I was captured once again by a set of hazel eyes yet something was different. Her eyes were changing… they were becoming more vibrant. The outlines in her iris were sharpening to needle thin details and new color was blooming. I felt my jaw dropping as the changes enraptured me. “Woah… what is this?” I heard her but my brain was currently preoccupied with all the subtle changes around me. The very hair that cascaded around her face was different; where colors blended before into a single shade I could pick out distinct hues on individual stands. She became more strikingly beautiful as the seconds ticked by. “What is happening to you? What is happening to me?” She was now looking at her hand with bewilderment. It was enough of a distraction to snap me out of it.

“What do you mean?”

“We have this sort of glow now. Your eyes… well no, our whole bodies do. What is this? I’m not casting a spell…”

“What does it look like?” I had an idea what might be happening and it had my mind racing with the implications. Had she… had we… stories around the fire back home described ones soul as the uniqueness of an individual. Every quirk that makes us different is considered a part of our soul… did we really share that… could that be shared?

“It’s like tracks or pathways just under the skin. Just a really faint blue light.” With slightly shaky arms I took her hands into my paws and heard her gasp and barely kept my own inaudible. The moment our hands connected the fuzzy ‘light’ sharpened into a perfect network that ran throughout her whole body and took on the appearance of the infrastructure of her nervous system. Her wide eyed expression confirmed that she was seeing exactly what I was. I had never seen any pathways with this type of clarity before. There were always varying degrees of blurriness to everyone and physical contact will make it clearer but never like this. I could barely see my own pathways so I mostly ignore my own.

“This is… our pathways that energy travels through. I’ve never seen them so… clearly before. In fact… I’ve never even seen so clearly before.” Her eyes finally refocused on mine.

“Your vision is different?”

“Yeah, my sight is different. Everything looks crisper and way more… colorful. It’s almost too much to take in.” It was starting to strain my eyes so I closed them for a few seconds and to my surprise my vision was normal when I reopened them. “Huh… it’s back to normal.”

“The flow of energy leading to your eyes has nearly gone away as well.” We sat in excited discussion for half an hour discovering what had changed about us… what we had shared. We figured out that the changes were reversible and seemed to be driven by a new found instinctive magic. It was exciting to be able to see the world as Lucy could but still go back to what I was used to. I was able to process my vision much more quickly but at much lower quality which had its uses for reaction time. Among those changes, we discovered that Lucy had picked up a higher sense of hearing in the form of adorable little translucent dog ears sitting on the top of her head. It was a surprise to both of us that they had a solid form when we touched them and they behaved almost exactly like a real pair would. I made a note to try the nibble test later to confirm accuracy.

Also on the list of changes were an enhanced sense of smell and she developed ex-sensory senses which would account for her now being able to visualize energy around her and in others. What I discovered for myself is enhanced sight and color depth, an increased tactile response on my paws, and a more refined sense of taste. Lastly we had apparently shared our knowledge of the arcane with each other. As the excitement settled I recalled why this had happened at all. We bonded. We shared everything with each other and bound our souls together… she’s my mate. SHE’S MY MATE! I sat up in bed with tears in my eyes and a smile so large it hurt my cheeks. She met my smile with calm content and a wide smile before lunging and tackling me into the bed.

Her comfortable weight relaxes on top of me and we spend a few minutes holding and snuggling. A warmth seeps into me from her; it’s an ebb and flow of thoughts and feelings between us. The only thing that broke up the serenity of the moment was her soft shuffling against me. “What’s wrong? Not comfortable?” Her shuffling stopped and she peaked at me with rosiness on her cheeks.

“Um, no, I’m comfortable. Just… something is poking me.” I felt my eyebrows rise slightly when I realized what she meant but I didn’t feel embarrassed about it. She had glanced away after saying that which made me smirk.

“What do you expect when my beautiful mate lays on top of me?” She turned her eyes back and cocked her head slightly to the side and her translucent ear flips to the side as well. I’m not used to how adorable that is…

“Mate?” Her confusion ended with a smile crossing her lips. “That’s what we are now, huh? I like the sound of that but… you’re just trying to butter me up to get in my pants.” That caused me to smile and a snort to leave my nose. I ran my paws down her back slowly and when she didn’t try to stop me I settled them on her rump. The new found silkiness of her nightgown made the feeling of kneading her round cheeks all the better and I felt myself plump up against her. I could really get used to this increased sensitivity compared to the calloused palms I was used to.

“If telling the truth gets me in your pants than you might just be in trouble.” The sultry look I received from her had a cold chill run down my back and my cock jumping against her while still trapped in my sheath. My eyes rolled back when she ground her pubic bone against me and dry humped slowly up the length of my sheath. We both gasped when she finished her stroke and when my eyes rolled back down I found hands cupping my muzzle and lips being smashed against my own. Her body lifted slightly and shifted until I felt pressure at the base of my sheath that rolled slowly forward. Another gasp left my muzzle but with her lips still locked to mine I found a tongue invading my muzzle this time. The kiss deepened considerably as she continued to hump against me. I felt a growl rumble in the back of my throat as more and more of my cock was coaxed out to be trapped between my boxers and her increasingly erratic humping.

I pushed past her tongue to invade her mouth with my much larger tongue. It didn’t take long for her legs to clamp tight around me. She broke the kiss and sat up fully to arch her back and grind her pussy against me. It only took a few more jerky bucks that seemed centered right on my growing knot to bring her to euphoric release. I felt myself swell up, both with pride and physically. My cock was trapped deliciously between the heat radiating off her sex and my stomach now that I was fully out of my sheath. “That was… wow.” She squeaked when I shoved her off of me and on to her back. I sat up, crawled in between her knees, and captured her gaze with my own. I heard her whimper when she trailed her eyes lower until they saw the obscene tent I was pitching.

I was going to move forward and crawl up her prone body until a scent wafted up to my nose. The sweet and spicy scent had a shiver run through me as I followed it to the source. My eyes snapped open when my nose bumped into a warm and wet fabric to which I drew in a deep lungful of this delightful aroma. She appeared to be holding her breath when I ran an exploratory lick across the whole of her pussy still hidden behind silken panties. Her legs jerked and a low moan escaped her lips which drove me on to continue licking directly on top of where her clit lie. I saw a shaky hand moving down her stomach which I was concerned was there to push my head away but was utterly delighted when her fingers hooked onto the soft material of her panties and pulled them to the side. I burned the image of her glistening petals into my memory before dragging my tongue across the skin that was now exposed. She jerked harder and moaned in earnest which drove me on. The taste of her juices were heavy on my tongue now as I sought more of this flavor from my mate.

I angled my head lower and began applying pressure on the entrance that I knew would hold this hidden treat. Slowly her walls yielded to my flexible and persistent tongue. The moment the tip of my tongue slipped inside I slowly drove the rest in with gentle thrusts. I was in tune with her body and knew exactly all the spots to drive her wild. I followed my instincts and opened my jaws wide. I could feel her excitement and fear as I pushed forward and settled my teeth along the skin above her pubic bone. She held her breath as the sharp points contacted her skin but I could feel the quiver of excitement that ended up squeezing against my invading licker. With a possessive growl I drove as much of my tongue into her as possible to which she cried out in pleasure and pain. I grabbed hold of her hips to prevent her from jerking and hammered my tongue onto her g-spot. I felt her pleasure soar and fought against her vaginal walls that had clamped down against me. I kept up my assault as the walls grew tighter and her hips fought against my paws that were holding her down.

My claws were scraping against her with each attempted buck of her hips. I was barely able to keep my tongue lodged inside her when the short flood of her juices hit my taste buds and flooded down the back of my tongue. I swallowed what I could but without being able to make a proper seal I found most of it leaking out the side of my jowls. I gave her maybe 10 seconds to breath and release the tension in her legs before hammering her g-spot all over again. She cried out my name as she came a second time in quick succession. Her second orgasm proved to be more explosive than the first and I found myself struggling to keep up with the flow but quickly enough it tapered off. I realized now that her hands had found the top of my head when she started idly scratching the fur around my ears. With a wet slurp and another low moan from her I withdrew my sore tongue from her depths and sat up. Her legs were splayed out, panties partially covering her sex, and a dopey lidded expression on her face. I wiped the moisture still dripping from the sides of my muzzle on my arm and drank in the sight before me with my new found eye sight.

The moonlight was pouring in through the window and casting a soft glow around the room. I traced the curves of her body with my eyes and lingered on her heaving breasts. “Andrew… my god… that tongue of yours.” She slowly sat up with a dopey smile plastered across her face. Her gaze drifted lower and she bit her bottom lip which only caused me to throb and add to the slowly growing wet spot in my boxers. Like flipping a switch her gaze had focused and she raised her eyes to mine. Her head was still tilted down slightly and she slowly drug her tongue along her top lip while keeping a piercing gaze on me. She had a predatory gleam in her eye which terrified and excited me to no end. Her right hand slowly lifted from the bed and hovered just in front of my straining tent. With her index finger she slowly traced the tapered head of my cock through the fabric with tantalizingly soft strokes. “I was going to say your tongue is the best but we haven’t tried all of you yet now have we?” Her tone was bold and sensual.

She exuded a raw sexual confidence that drove straight through me and caused a pitiful whine to escape my lips. She hooked her finger in the waistband and gave a soft tug while backing away. “Sit at the edge of the bed.” I could swear I heard a whip crack while her eyes held that dangerous gleam. It didn’t matter that just moments ago I had her entire muff engulfed in my jaws and was aggressively eating her out. She was in control now and I followed her like an obedient little puppy. She slowly crawled backwards off the edge of the bed with her finger hooked on my underwear, all the while never breaking eye contact. My head followed her as she stood up and brought me right to the edge of the bed. She stood above me now and stared down over her nose at me. She held my gaze as I swung my legs off the end. She lowered her head down just to the right of my muzzle and whispered in my ear. “Don’t move.” Again I heard the whip snap in my mind and a delightful shiver ran down my spine.

She rose back up and took a step back. My heart was pounding in my chest. She stood proud before me and slowly dropped her right shoulder and let the strap to her night gown slip off. With the most ‘fuck me’ eyes I have ever seen she slid the other strap off and let gown fall down her body. I drank in the sight of her pert chest bared before my eyes. They bobbed up and down when she stepped out of her fallen gown. My tongue was hanging out and I was panting. She took half a step closer and thrust her chest out. She slowly leaned over at the hip and brought her chest inches from my nose and hesitated there. I groaned as I was given a closer look at her lovely mounds. I had only a second to stare before they continued down and my muzzle passed right between them. I received a kiss on the nose. “Good boy.”

I found my nose assaulted by a familiar scent and my vision being obscured. I quickly realized that I had panties strapped to my muzzle when the elastic of the waistband locked around my ears and my pupils dilated. My eyes rolled back and toes curled when I took a deep breath of her hormone laden underwear. A firm shove to my chest had me falling to my back onto the bed. Each little touch I felt was electric as she slowly peeled my boxers off. The material clung heavily to my shaft with the saturation of pre that I had soiled them with. “Wow… someone was excited… did I really turn you on that much?” I couldn’t believe how sexy… how dirty she was and it was driving me mad. I felt my shaft twitch angrily and sent a wave of pre just below my belly button. She giggled softly. “Oh my…” The feeling of her hand hesitantly wrapping around my shaft was amazing. There was ample lubrication from my pre for her to slide up the shaft and plunge down hard against my knot.

“Fuuuck…” That was a powerful sensation that had my toes curling and paws grabbing fistfuls of the covers. Her hand remained steady but she answered with another giggle.

“Fuck? Is that what you want? You dirty boy. Weeell, maybe we will after I have my taste of you… it’s only fair since you had a taste of me.” Oh my god… someone replaced Lucy with a sexual deviant that could push every one of the buttons I didn’t know I had. Her hand had resumed its movement now with firm steady strokes. I was feeling lightheaded from the smell of her sex that I was practically huffing. I felt my breath get caught in my throat when her hand stopped suddenly at my knot and a tongue run around my constantly leaking tip. I felt her lips sliding slowly over my shaft and found the urge to hump into her mouth too great to control and pushed a couple inches deeper in. Her lips touched the top of her hand which prevented me from pushing into her throat but that didn’t stop my spray of pre from painting it. She suckled on what she allowed me to thrust in and swallowed greedily at the pre. Her lips pulled off my cock with a lewd sounding pop. I couldn’t stop my hips and felt her continue jerking me in time with my thrusts.

“That’s right… fuck my hands… and when you’re done I want you to shove this knot deep inside your needy bitch.” What ever thought of holding on went straight out the window when her other hand clamp around the base of my knot and her lips sealed themselves back over my tip. I couldn’t make a sound as I was wracked with the most intense orgasm of my life. She moaned… practically screamed into my cock as I unloaded my puppy batter onto her tongue and roof of her mouth. Her grip on my knot was a vise but never painful. Her head jerked back after the third pulse while her hands kept pumping me perfectly with my erratic humps. I could feel the next few shots landing in the fur of my stomach before the tip was once again captured by her lips. As my orgasm tapered off she still nursed my tip and softly messaged my knot and balls. Not once did the sensation extend into the hyper sensitive like it normally does.

With one last deliciously sensitive lick up the underside of my dick she released my knot but continued to roll my balls around with the other. My head was swimming both from the massive release and the panties still overpowering my senses. I felt her crawl up the bed beside me and a whine escaped my lips when the undergarment was shifted off my nose. Her soft giggle tickled my ears as she lazily ran her fingers through the fur on my chest. “Relax. I’ll put it back later. You can even keep them if you want.” She giggled again when my slowly cock throbbed again at the thought of that. “Never thought someone else’s orgasm could cause one for me. I’m starting to like this soul bond more and more if that’s the case.” I was still basking in the afterglow and merely hooked my arm around her to pull her closer to me. She let out a soft sigh and snuggled in.

Her wandering fingers found my nipple through the fur and she spent some time toying with them. “That was amazing Lucy.” Her fingers pinched the nipple softly which had an appreciative growl rumbling the back of my throat.

“Sorry about pulling off and making a mess of your stomach. I didn’t want to accidently inhale with that huge cannon firing down there.” I felt my face flush slightly.

“It wasn’t that big of a mess and I’m pretty sure I’m average size down there.”

“Could have fooled me… if I didn’t know you were going to cum I might have drowned and don’t sell yourself short either.” I had time to roll my eyes while she giggled. “Besides… I don’t even know if that will all even fit in me.” Oh I’ll make it fit… “Maybe we could try?”

“Fuck yes…” Oh shit… I said that out loud. “Er… well…” I averted my gaze and splayed my ears back. “I mean… that’s a big step isn’t it… are you ready to go that far?” I had to audibly swallow the lump in my throat when I saw the look she gave me. That dangerous gleam was back and I found a leg slowly sneaking its way across my stomach and her straddling me once again. She lowered her head just shy of touching my lips and slowly rubs her cheek against mine on the way to whisper in my ear.

“Oh I’m ready and I want that knot inside me. So here’s what’s going to happen. You’re going to sit right there and hold still while I get used to that monster you have back there and only when you simply can’t hold back an longer… than I want you to pound that knot into me and fill me full to bursting… kay?” I could only whimper and nod to which she plants a small kiss on my nose. “Good boy.” Once again I found my nose assaulted by the scent of her needy cunt when she placed her panties back around my muzzle…

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‘And then we had some sex and she fell asleep in my arms… soo that’s all for this chapter and…’

*SMACK*

*rubs the back of head*

‘Ouch, hey what was that for?’

‘And just what do you think you’re doing skipping over this part?’

‘What do you mean? This is my story and it’s gotten side tracked enough as it is.’

*impatient tapping of foot*

*Ears splaying back*

‘You just got so worked up typing it that you wanted to reach and stopping point and shove your real knot inside me huh?’

*…Hesitant bashful nod*

*knowing smirk and begins unbuttoning pants*

*Tail wagging increased 10 fold*

*Grabs laptop and saunters to bedroom*

‘I’ll do a little proof-reading and continue the story while you have fun making a mess of me.’

*Crawls on bed and wags rear at mate*

*Begins proof-reading*

‘Oof! Watch where you stick that cold nose of… oh yea… warm tongue… right there… fuck babe that tongue of yours…’

*Closes laptop to enjoy the pleasures of a wolf*

*40 minutes later laptop lid opens*

‘God babe you were a fucking animal.’

*Peaceful snoring in the background*

‘Figures… now where were we here.’

*Body shifting results in gurgling noise from shaft still knotted inside*

*rubs belly fondly while feeling slightly bloated.*

‘Good boy.’

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Perspective Shift – Lucy~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I sat on his midsection and felt his belly fur tickle my sensitive clit and a cold wet spot smear on my thigh from our earlier mess. Everything I did with him felt so much stronger. I was feeling and acting so devilishly cocky and confident but that’s only because I somehow knew that would turn him on. I knew exactly where to touch him, how to hold him, and what to whisper in his ear to drive him mad with lust. I felt powerful sitting on top on him. I loved playing this role equally as much as when he takes control. There was a brief flicker of a thought that I was being degrading when I told him he was a ‘good boy’ but that was crushed when I felt it. He loved it when I called him that. This bond we share giving both of us the cheat codes to each other’s pleasure sensors. I know exactly how far I can push and that’s exactly what I’ll do as I lean down to taunt him with my lips so close to his. I know he wants to close the distance and I feel it so strongly that I nearly cave. Instead I brush my cheek along the side of his muzzle and whisper seductively in his ear.

“I’m ready and I want that knot inside me.” I could feel my heartbeat drumming inside and a shiver run down my back just thinking of it. Yet the size of that bulb made me nervous… none of my toys were quite as big as him and none had that particular feature especially not as well-endowed as it was. Just thinking about how obscene my poor vagina will have to stretch… god I wanted that. I wanted to be stuffed full of him because ultimately I knew he wouldn’t hurt me… to much at least. I grew so much more excited when it set in that I was going to lose my virginity that I nearly broke character. I wanted him to grab me and grind that bulb against me until it went in…but I wasn’t ready for that… yet. “So here’s what’s going to happen. You’re going to sit right there and hold still while I get used to that monster you have back there and only when you simply can’t hold back an longer… than I want you to pound that knot into me and fill me full to bursting… kay?”

I felt a warmth spritz my back and his body tense beneath me. I feel so unbelievably sexy and powerful to have my mate trembling beneath me and I kiss his nose when his head stops nodding. “Good boy.” I was giddy with anticipation when my hand touched the silky material of my panties that were still taut beneath his chin. I don’t think he noticed until I had pulled the material back over his muzzle and felt him go rigid. When his eyes were no longer locked to mine I looked over his toned body. I still couldn’t believe I could be this lucky; to think that I would bond like this with my wolf… my mate… my protector. His audible groan snapped me out of my reverie and I had trouble keeping my pace slow and sensual as I slid my body down his stomach. His stomach fur teased my swollen and needy lips as I scooted further down. I was leaving a trail of moisture and spreading cum down his fur until I felt his pulsing length poking my butt and smear some of his pre around.

I brought my knees closer together and squeezed his sides slightly to raise my hips off of his stomach and slowly shuffled my way back until I was dangling above his throbbing length. His shaft was bobbing up and down to occasionally brush up against my folds. I had to really fight the urge to just simply spear myself on him. Instead, I lowered my hips until I could feel the heat of his shaft against my pussy lips. He throbbed hard against me with drawn out grown. The tip of his cock slid over my clit, pushed my pussy lips apart, and nestled firmly at the entrance of my womanhood. The thought that he could buck his hips and claim me was indescribable and I waited to see if that would happen. A delightful shiver traveled down my spine when he kept his hips still even though I felt his urges to. I thought about teasing him more but found my body sinking down on top of him and his tip spreading me apart. We moaned in unison as more and more of his cock glided in until I felt his knot resting firmly against my crotch. I could feel a twinge of pain as I ground down and that juicy bulb stretched my opening more than ever.

My pussy felt comfortably full already and knowing there was more to go gave me goose bumps. My toys felt good but they were poor substitutes to the hot and pulsing length of my mate. My hips lifted and dropped back down in a steady rhythm. His grunts and growls every time I slapped back down drive my hips harder and faster against him. I didn’t even feel my climax coming until I was already over the edge. My legs clamped hard and I all but dropped onto his knotted member. The rush of my orgasm dulled the pain of being stretched nearly to the thickest point. I yelled out his name and felt my hips spasm as I soaked the fur of his crotch with my release. That was the most intense orgasm I had experienced and left me panting and moaning with the aftershocks that rocked my body. Even after such a crazy intense orgasm I was still sexually charged and ready to continue but the door knob turning and the door opening froze me on the spot with panic.

“Andrew is everything okay? I heard… oh, my apologies. Good night Andrew, Ms. Lucy. I’ll make sure you’re not disturbed further.” And just as fast Ms. Louise was closing the door. I was mortified that she saw me in this position. How would I ever look her in the eyes again? What am I supposed to do…oooh. My thoughts were interrupted by Andrew humping himself up against me and driving his knot a fraction of an inch further. He pulled his hips back and I felt my walls force that ball of flesh back out. The feeling of returning to normal from being stretched drove a moan from my lips and I leaned forward and braced my arms on his chest. I felt him slowly start to drive back in and force my lips apart with his knot again but he stopped before reaching the halfway point.

His paws were rubbing and scratching my back so I leaned forward to lay down on his chest. The change in position allowed him to piston nearly his entire shaft in and out of me but kept the knot from pressing to firmly. I felt his arm wrap tightly around me and was rolled over until I was lying beneath him. My legs instinctively locked behind his back as he stared down at me with his cock wedged firmly inside my folds. My heartrate picked up realizing this was it. He was going to pound relentlessly into me until I was wrapped tightly around his knot like his good little bitch. He stared directly into my eyes and drew his hips back until just the tip remained. Oh god here it comes… Drive it into me… split me in half on that fat fucking knot. His muzzle captured my mouth in a kiss as he drove his length in with a heavy thrust… fuck yeah...

I moaned into his muzzle and found a tongue aggressively exploring my mouth. He started a steady pace of driving heavily into me but never enough to squeeze that knot any further in. The tempo increased slowly which had my toes curling and eyes rolling back. He growled possessively and forced his tongue all the way in my mouth to the point where it was sliding down my throat. He turned his head to the side and felt his incisors grazing my cheeks. Goosebumps riddled my body with the feeling that it brought. He was so much stronger than me as he held me down and he forced his tongue further down my throat. I clamped my lips around it and suckled that organ imagining it were his cock instead that was now blocking my airway. He was hammering into my cunt while I quickly ran out of oxygen. I was getting light headed but I was so close again that I couldn’t muster the strength to push him away.

Darkness was creeping in on my vision when I tumbled over the edge of a massive orgasm. My body convulsed beneath him in ecstasy. It didn’t register that I was able to breathe again until I was coughing heavily. He pulled out of me slowly with a deep husky growl. I sucked in ragged breaths and stared hungrily at his dripping length and swollen base. His heavy looking balls were pulled tight to his body so he must have been moments from his own release… so why did he stop? I felt empty without it inside me. I looked up to question why but saw the feral gleam in his eyes. An image flashed in my mind and sent a shiver straight to my clit.

“You want to fuck me doggy style huh?” I was already turning my body to my stomach while keeping eye contact. “You going to fuck me like an animal?” I broke eye contact when I turned my back to him and put everything on full display for his hungry eyes. I was growing desperate when nothing happened. I needed him inside me again. “Do it wolf. Fuck me. Fuck your little bitch.” It was embarrassing to here that come out of my mouth but I couldn’t stand it. I moaned shamelessly when the bed shifted and his weight settled on my back. I nearly came again when his muzzle came to rest on my shoulder and he growled in my ear. His weight shifted back and his tip founds its way home again followed quickly by the rest with a sharp buck of his hips. I squeaked when that knot rested back against my lips. The angle was different when he set a steady but very heavy rhythm.

His whole shaft would threaten to leave before plugging me up and stretching my abused opening around that juicy knot. I would have yelled if I could keep the breath long enough but the thrusts shortened and his speed doubled. I went rigid against his onslaught when I felt his jaws come to rest on my left shoulder. The grip of his teeth was firm and threatened to break the skin each time he slammed his hips against mine. He was breathing heavily in my ear and pounding harder against me. I already felt a monumental climax coming and wanted desperately to share it with my mate. The bite on my shoulder nearly broke the skin after a rather brutal thrust that just barely didn’t make it pop in. His hips resumed his fast paced onslaught and I could no longer feel his balls slapping against my clit; they must have been pulled taut and aching. I barely found my voice. “Do it. Tie your bitch.”

I felt piercing pain flare up from my shoulder where his teeth sunk in followed by that balloon of a knot finally pushing past my outer lips. That last full brutal thrust drove the air from my lungs or I would have screamed. I never thought I could feel so full in my life when it felt like his knot grew larger inside me. The first gush of cum splatter against the walls of my cervix. The pain while still sharp in my mind was completely drowned out by the wave of endorphin that exploded in my head. I lost control of my body and I convulsed against him but he held me firmly in place throughout the entirety of our climax. The pleasure didn’t let up either; it was a constant feeling of mind-numbing euphoria that lasted for god knows how long.

Long past when I had finished cumming around his cock and soaking the bedding beneath us, past the heavy panting and falling to our side, and past being held possessively against his chest did my mind reboot. I came to with a mild throbbing in my shoulder, an obscenely full feeling vag, and a flood of content energy coming from my mate. “God Andrew.” His arms squeezed a little tighter around me and I felt a tongue lick the back of my neck.

“Welcome back… I was afraid I might have broken you if our bond didn’t tell me otherwise.”

“If it’s like that all the time than feel free to break me whenever.” That earned me a chuckle and another squeeze.

“I’m glad you’re okay. I lost control there at the end. But you were being extremely sexy and provoking.” I rubbed the back of his paw that was holding my belly and interlaced my fingers with his. A sigh escaped my lips.

“I don’t know what came over me. I said some very un-lady-like things.” I felt his tongue run along the back of my neck again while he chuckled. The sensation of his tongue caused me to shiver and inadvertently squeeze down on his shaft. His laugh evolved into a soft moan. His hips pressed more firmly against mine and I heard a small growl in my ear. I could feel the contents lodged in my uterus slosh when he shifted to get more comfortable. My cheeks flushed with how much he had pumped inside me. My back stiffened when I felt his breath against my ear. The voice in my ear was husky and teasing.

“Careful moving around or I might never soften.”

“Doesn’t sound like a problem to me.”

“Might be a problem when I need to pee.” I found words leaving my mouth without much thought to what I was saying.

“Bedding needs to be washed anyway. If you need to go than go ahead.” I realized what I said and chuckled to myself at the absurdity of it. My eyes widened when I felt his cock pulse inside me and a whine leave his muzzle. Is he really going to… right now? That’s sooo dirty… But the tingle in my crotch and blush heating my face proved to that I was every bit that dirty. Did I really want him to…? I already feel so full… I’d end up looking pregnant. The thought had me rubbing my stomach with a fond smile but I quickly stopped and blinked repeatedly. I didn’t want a baby… right? I mean eventually but not right now… oh… I tilted my head down to look at the small bulge that was barely visible. I was literally bloated right now with his semen… I could get pregnant right now. I thought I would be terrified but the image of my mate holding a baby made my heart swell with pride.

“Um, you okay Lucy? I’m not going to if you’re worried about it…” I snuggled back against his chest and sighed.

“I’m not worried about that wolfy… just thinking. But if you are going to then carry me to the bathroom and I won’t mind.”

“Lucy… I love you so much…” I giggled sweetly.

“I know. I love you just as much.” I felt his happiness across our bond.

“So what are you thinking about?”

“The future mostly. A lot of things are going to change now… but I’m not scared. It’s exciting… and it’s all because of you.” I couldn’t fight the tears that spilled from my eyes. “I don’t know what I would do without you.” I received a tight hug and felt his muzzle rubbing the back of neck.

“I don’t know if you believe in fate but I feel like Yeesha is to blame for this. I’ve never been drawn to someone as much as I was to you.”

“Who’s Yeesha?”

“She’s a wolfess spirit; a guider of the lost and weaver of fates. She’s responsible for wanderers of my people finding mates. When a wanderer howls, it’s not to be heard but to be found by Yeesha. She will guide you to your mate as apparently she has done for me so many years ago.”

“You howled to her?”

“Of course… I was lost and lonely. I didn’t think she would hear me so far from the forest but it was worth the shot. I’m glad she did.”

“What does it sound like? I know you’ve told me you have many types of howls. Did you have to howl a lot? Was…” I realized I was rambling and quickly quieted down, quite embarrassed. “Sorry for the barrage of silly questions…”

“Don’t apologize. I love when you’re excited about something. Especially when it’s something I can tell you about.” I rubbed his arm that was wrapped around me.

“I just want to know more about you… your… and I don’t mean anything bad by saying this but, your culture is so alien yet oddly comforting from what you’ve told me about.”

“I get what you’re saying and it’s not offensive. The first humans I dealt with were quite the shock as well.” I found a giggle bubbling up inside.

“How did I get so lucky?” His arms around me held me close and I heard him take a deep breath before slowly letting it out.

“My thoughts exactly.” He meant that just as much as I did. It was still hard to grasp that less than a day had past, and I went from close friend to soul bonding with my mate. But the craziest part is how normal I felt… like this was my life for decades instead of hours. He completes me in ways I didn’t know I was missing. I was so comfortable laying there curled against his chest. My eyes were so heavy. Just barely above a whisper I asked him what we should do about the mess when he softens but I only got a snore in reply. I could barely contain my giggle and closed my eyes to push that problem off till the morning.

“Good night my mate, my protector.”

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‘Aaaand done. What do you think wolfy?’

*snore*

*Clamps down on knot still somehow not deflated yet*

*half moan half growl*

‘Grrrr heeyy! I was in the middle of a dream.’

‘Well wake up and read this so we can submit it already.’

‘Just come to bed and we’ll submit it in the morning.’

‘And keep the viewers waiting? How terribly rude.’

‘Relax, we’re nobody’s anyway.’

‘…We’ve got a few followers…’

‘And they can waiiiittt. Now come to bed so I can go back to chasing after my bunny girls.’

‘Absolutely incorrigible.’

‘Shhhh sleepy time now.’

‘Fiiiinnnee.’