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Okay, part four! I didn't want to have a sex scene in here, and though there is some mentioning of sexuality throughout the story, you won't find an explicit scenes like in the earlier posts. Hope you enjoy this! Please, comment, rate, etc.

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Sarae awoke in Neran's arms, snuggled up warm and comfortable with him out beneath a tree.

After Sarad had left the two, they had laid there on the ground, bathing in the afterglow of their union. Then, once they were able to move about freely, they had settled down underneath a tall, mighty tree to rest. Neran had leaned against the tree and held tightly to Sarae as drowsiness took its toll upon them and they fell asleep.

Sarae knew that Sarad and Kasala were sleeping comfortably within a den, and while there were many other dens to choose from, she and her mate had not felt comfortable sleeping in any of them. Kasala's den may have been appropriate for the Alpha and his new mate, but for Sarae and Neran, they could not sleep in the den of the recently deceased.

Guilt began to cloud Sarae's mind, berating her for the passion of the night and for her licentiousness with her brother and his old friend. True, it was not the first time that the three wolves had engaged in such promiscuous behavior, but the situation it had occurred in was harrowing to Sarae. The pack had just died, and there she was, out in their camp, bathed in the moonlight being used by two males and filled with their essence.

How could she have done such a thing? What had come over her? Was it intense lust she had felt as she was mated from behind and she slobbered all over her brother with her voracious maw? Or was it simply the desire to please them? Sarad, her beloved brother who had always protected and cared for her, and Neran, who had never once turned her away for her relations with him. The two were the most important people in the pack to Sarae, and though Neran was but a beta wolf, she looked up to him as if he were an Alpha.

To make them content and put them at ease, Sarae would do anything. She had done anything, many times before. She had taken lives before, even saved Sarad's life on one occasion, but she knew that the best way to appease her friends, her mate and her brother, and the way that was most pleasurable for her, was with her body.

The females in the pack despised and detested Sarae. They considered her a harlot and a slut, the finest display of weakness and shame. Sarad had always protected her from them, but he could not defend her from the words she heard spoken behind her back, nor from the wounds they inflicted upon her when his watchfulness failed.

Sarae subconsciously reached up to her neck, feeling the marks of the vicious pair of fangs that had almost torn her throat to pieces a few years ago. The terror she had felt as the female omega wolf knocked her to the ground and sank her fangs into Sarae's neck was indescribable, and though she had wanted to scream, she couldn't. She could only lay there, alone, afraid, dying.

Sarae began to weep miserably as she lay in Neran's strong embrace. She looked up at the male and noticed to her dismay that he was waking. She let out an ashamed whine and slipped away from him. She stood up and hastily walked away, sniffling in sorrow.

Soon, Sarae was alone. She found herself in a small clearing, with a gap in the upper branches that allowed her to see the warm, bright sun. She looked up to it hopefully, but she soon lowered her head in shame.

She wasn't like the sun. People were always happy to see the sun, always happy to be in the light. Everyone adored the light and its bounty, but no one could think any less about the darkness. No one cared the least about Sarae and her lustful ways. She had done her best to control her desires, but she invariably failed. At times, the desire was so intense that she would slash her own body to focus on her pain, and not on her desperate need for fulfillment. She knew that she was terribly sick and disturbed, but she couldn't control it.

It was for this reason that Sarad consented to his younger sister's approaches and would mate her. He had never turned her away, and Sarae knew it in her heart that he never would, but his acceptance of her could not change how the pack saw her.

Despite the fact that Sarae herself was an Alpha, she garnered no respect within the pack. They knew that she did not deserve that position, and only one thing kept her from lying dead and broken out in the forest---her brother.

Sarae could hear their voices now. She could hear them talking about her even before she had become the way she was today, when she had been little more than a pup.

Sarae was not Sarad's true sister, not entirely. They shared the same father, but not the same mother. Sarad was born of the Alpha bitch, a strong, willful, respected warrior and mother. She and the Alpha had reared three young pups, but Sarad's brothers had both died when they were only five cycles old.

When Sarad was eight, his father raped an omega bitch in the pack. Sarae did not know the details of her mother's situation, but she knew it had something to do with her uncle, Esal...

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"Esal, what if someone finds us? They'll kill you," Isila moaned to her mate as they descended down to the ground.

_ "I will not let them harm you, my love," Esal assured his mate. He affectionately rubbed his muzzle against hers, comfortingly stroking her body in an effort to calm her._

_ "But, Esal, we'll have to leave the pack if we do this...Your brother won't let you remain here if I'm pregnant...We'll be cast out..." Isila whimpered._

_ "Then we will leave, Isila," Esal told her. "We will leave this forest behind, we will find our own home, and we will create our own pack with our pups."_

_ "Esal, do you mean that?" Isila asked, her eyes glowing in happiness._

_ "Yes, Isila, I do," Esal assured her._

_ Overjoyed, the two wolves warmly embraced. They were lying on the ground, Esal's body over his mate. They kissed and rolled around happily, but their blissful joy was disturbed by a vicious snarl that sounded from the nearby trees._

_ Esal disengaged his snout from his mate's. As he turned to see who had interrupted them, the sight he saw brought fury and terror into Esal's heart._

_ Daenal stood on the very edge of the clearing, looking down at his brother and the wolf bitch with unveiled rage. His eyes were wide, his tail was up, his ears were tall, his body was tense, and the sound of his snarl was terrible to hear._

_ All around the clearing stood the pack. All of them were warriors, and Esal recognized the wolves as those who were most loyal to his brother, the Alpha male. Esal growled at Daenal and stood up with his mate, standing in between her and the Alpha male._

_ "What is the meaning of this, Esal?" Daenal barked furiously._

_ "This has nothing to do with you, Daenal," Esal spat, glaring at his kin with pure loathing._

_ "Everything in this pack is my business, and you will refer to me as Alpha, hound," Daenal snarled, walking over towards Esal._

_ Esal stood his ground. He and his brothers were conversing with their words, but also in another tongue, the language of the body, of dominance and ferality._

_ "Stay away from Isila!" Esal snarled as his brother approached them._

_ Daenal scowled as he quickly covered the distance between himself and his disloyal brother._

"All these years, I have let you live because you are my blood, but you have defied me for the last time. Today, you die!"

Daenal quickly swung his fist towards his kin and, knowing that the blow would be stopped, swung again at the side of his head.

_ Esal barked in pain as he fell down to the ground. His brother followed him, pinning him to the ground and beating him relentlessly._

_ "ESAL!!" Isila screamed._

_ "ISILA, RUN!" Esal bellowed as he attempted to stop his powerful brother._

_ One of the wolves in the circle walked towards Isila. The female looked at him and, determining his intentions to seize her, slashed at him across the eyes._

_ The wolf snarled as he fell down to the ground, clutching his eyes. Two of his packbrothers ran forward and tackled Isila to the floor. They forced her to her knees and pressed her snout onto the ground._

_ Esal was terribly bruised and fatigued, but he managed to cry out his mate's name. His brother held down his arms and bit him across the snout._

_ "AARARAGH!!!!!" Esal snarled. The pain was intense, and he felt himself blacking out. He couldn't say anything, couldn't focus on anything but the excruciating pain. His brother dragged him off the ground and held him up, reaching for his arm. Esal felt shame well up in him as he let out a pitiful cry as his bones were broken. He fell to the ground and groaned in pain as his back was covered in gruesome slashes from his brother's claws._

_ "STOP! DON'T HURT HIM! STOP! STOP!!!" Isila moaned, struggling in vain to escape her captors' grip on her body._

_ Daenal disregarded her as he continued his sibling's punishment. Soon, Esal was aware of only two things; the first was the indescribable, terrible pain he felt all over his body. The second was the overwhelming fear of what would befall his lover._

_ Finally, Daenal was finished. He looked to a pair of his warriors who moved forward and grabbed Esal's arms. The intense tugging on his damaged arm caused him to cry out in pain, but that was met only by a heavy kick in his back._

_ "Let him live! I'll do anything, just don't kill him!" Isila screamed, shaking in her captor's grasp._

_ For the first time, the Alpha male regarded the wolf bitch. She was unharmed, but the males who held her had her in a fierce and strong grip._

_ "Release her," the Alpha ordered._

_ Immediately, the two wolves obeyed. The female fell to the ground before she could arrest her fall. She made to crawl over to her mate, too afraid to stand before the Alpha male. Daenal mercilessly kicked her over, the force eliciting a pained cry from the female._

_ "NO!" Esal snarled form his damaged muzzle. One of his captors held his mouth closed as he shook furiously._

_ Daenal stood over the female, scowling down at her. The female looked up him, and with no air in her lungs she was unable to say anything. The Alpha male descended to the floor and positioned himself over her. The female cried out as the male gripped her arms, pinning her down to the ground as he spread her legs._

_ "No! NO!" Isila moaned, writhing in the male's grasp._

_ "Do you want your lover to die, you disloyal, lying, vile bitch?" Daenal snarled into her ears._

_ "No! Don't hurt him, I'll do whatever it takes, ! I swear!" Isila whimpered pitifully._

_ Daenal laughed loudly. He brought his muzzle down to the females and passionately kissed her. The female struggled to stop the male, but she only succeeded in angering him. The male released one of her arms as he harshly smacked her across the snout._

_ Esal bucked in his pinioned position, but just like his mate, he could not escape._

_ "You will do anything!?" Daenal demanded._

_ Isila said nothing. She couldn't look at the Alpha male as he breathed down on her, his eyes full or rage and lust._

_ "Look at me, bitch," Daenal ordered the female._

_ Slowly, Isila looked at her lover's brother. She looked into his eyes and shook in terror as he brought his muzzle close to hers._

_ "You will do anything? You will allow your Alpha to kiss you?" Daenal asked quietly._

_ The female slowly nodded her head. The Alpha male kissed strongly, passionately, and she was forced to kiss him back. Esal groaned and snarled as he saw his brother violate his lover, but he couldn't do a thing. She was alone, and he was futilely defeated._

_ Daenal broke off their kiss and looked into the female's eyes, his dark blue orbs glowing with lust as they looked upon her body. "You will allow your Alpha to touch your body?"_

_ Isila looked from the Alpha male to her mate. Esal shook his head furiously, groaning as best he could. The bitch then looked back at Esal's kin and miserably, unwillingly, desperately answered, "Yes."_

_ Daenal laughed and let his hands race across the female's body. Isila moaned and whimpered as she was violated in front of the pack and her lover, but she could do nothing. Soon, once the Alpha male had is way with her, he whispered once more into her ears._

_ "You will do anything to save him?"_

_ "Anything...Please, just don't hurt him...Let him live...I'll do anything..." Isila whined, looking into the Alpha's eyes._

_ "Get on your hands and knees," the male ordered._

_ Hesitating slightly, Isila obeyed. The male removed himself from her as she positioned herself. Daenal walked over to his brother and lightly patted him on the head. The defeated wolf snarled and shook, but it was as futile an effort as he had predicted._

_ "Face your lover, bitch," Daenal ordered the female._

_ Isila let out a shocked bark, but one suggestive movement from the Alpha forced her hand. She positioned herself so that she was looking at her mate. She saw the fear and rage in his eyes, and she broke into another powerful bout of tears as she saw the pain he was suffering._

_ Daenal walked behind Isila and positioned himself over her, not yet mounting the female's rear._

_ "I am going to mate you, right here, in front of the pack, in front of my bastard brother, and you will not struggle. If you do, you will only make it worse for you and your mate. Do you understand?" the Alpha demanded._

_ Isila weakly nodded her head. She was shaking in fear, and she could feel the male's manhood stroking her nether lips, making her quake in agony._

_ "You will not call out your mate's name, but you will cry my name. Do you understand?"_

_ Isila softly answered the male, "Yes, Alpha."_

_ "You will never again speak of my brother. You will never see him, and if you do, I will rip him to pieces while the pack has their way with you. Do you understand?"_

_ "Please, Alpha, just let us leave! You'll never hear from us again!" the bitch moaned._

_ Daenal bit the female's neck fiercely. Esal snarled and succeeded in releasing his unbroken arm from his captors. He struggled towards the two wolves, but he was pinned to the ground by the Alpha's faithful._

_ "Do you understand!!!!???" Daenal snarled._

_ "Yes, yes, Alpha! I understand!" Isila screamed, crying miserably._

_ "And finally...Everyone here knows that you are in heat, and you must understand what that means," Daenal laughed, pressing himself down onto the female._

_ Within Isila's mind, she wanted to scream out. She wanted Esal to rescue her from the powerful, lustful Alpha, but she knew that nothing could stop him. Her heart was calling out to her mate, as was her broken, longing gaze. Though they were almost close enough to touch, she knew that they would never be together again. They were shattered by the Alpha, and in that moment, although her heart was completely casting out the Alpha male, a small part of her completely submitted to him absolutely, if only to save her mate from death._

_ "I will bear your pups, Alpha...."_

_ "NO!!!! ISILA!!!!!!!"_

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The details of her conception were unknown to Sarae, but she knew that her mother had died giving birth to her. She had been taken in by the Alpha and named for his own son, Sarad. The young pup was loved by the Alpha, his son, and the Alpha bitch, but the pack seemed to despise her. She had never understood it, and it was one of the contributing factors to her lustful lunacy. The only way she was able to find happiness was in the arms of a mate.

For so long now, she had felt she was nothing more than a burden to the pack, and had many times considered bleeding herself out, somewhere deep within the forest where she would not be found. She would not be missed...

"Sarae? Why'd you get up and leave when I woke up?" Neran asked as he walked up behind his mate. He placed his hands on Sarae's shoulders as she slowly turned around to look at him. His eyes went wide in concern as he saw her tears flowing pitifully down her muzzle.

"Sarae!" Neran barked. He wrapped his arms around Sarae and pulled her into a tight embrace. The female let out a saddened yelp and wrapped her arms around him. Selfish as she felt for holding onto him, she couldn't bring herself to let go; he wouldn't turn her away. He never had, he never-

"Sarae, I will never turn you away, why didn't you just stay with me if you were feeling afraid?" Neran asked his mate.

Sarae nearly choked on her tears and her surprised cry. She held tighter to the male and buried her muzzle into his shoulder. "Neran, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..." she sobbed.

"Sarae, what's wrong? Is it because of Sarad and Kasala?" Neran asked his Alpha's sister.

"No, no!" Sarae moaned. "Burn it all, why does my sadness have to be because my brother has chosen a mate? Am I that pathetic?"

"Sarae, I didn't say that," Neran told her, softly caressing her body.

"But you meant it, didn't you?" Sarae growled, bringing her muzzle up to glare at Neran.

"Sarae, don't turn me away; I want to help you, but to do that you have to tell me what's wrong," Neran told the agitated female.

"You know damn well what's wrong! Everything!" Sarae snarled, breaking out of Neran's embrace.

"Sarae, stop!" Neran yelled. He grabbed her wrist but was struck in the muzzle by her retaliatory backlash.

Neran growled at the hit, but he wouldn't let go. He grabbed Sarae's other arm and held her close, prohibiting her from swinging again. He then pushed his legs against hers, unbalancing the pair. They fell to the ground, with Neran on top of the female. The male held her down and when the bitch attempted to snap at him, the male wrapped his jaws around the female's snout, but he did not use enough force to damage her.

Sarae whined in submission and began to cry again. Neran stilled his bite and looked into her eyes. Sarae wouldn't look at him and instead closed her eyes as she sobbed relentlessly.

"Sarae, speak to me. What is wrong?" Neran asked her concernedly.

"Everything! Why did I have to be born, Neran? It would have been so much better for everyone if I was just dead..." Sarae cried.

"Sarae, don't say that. I know your life is difficult, but Sarad and I are here to help you," Neran vowed to the female.

"I don't even know who my mother is! I have no right to be an Alpha, I have no right to you and Sarad's concern, I have no right to burden the pack with my life!"

Neran calmed himself and released his grip on Sarae's body. He tenderly kissed her and then wrapped his arms around her. The two wolves lay there together, Sarae uncomfortable and miserable, and her mate dismayed at her condition. After a short time, Neran placed his muzzle right next to Sarae's and spoke softly and gently into her ears.

"Sarae, I don't care what they say about you. I love you, I do. I'll forsake them all for you, and if I lose you, I'll follow you."

"Neran...You don't mean that..." Sarae moaned.

"Why can't you just accept that there is someone who would do anything for you, Sarae? You know how much I've loved you since you were only a pup. I can't lose you, puppy, I love you," Neran told her.

"But...I'm...." Sarae whined.

"Sarae, no more. I know that this is who you are, and I love you for it. Just relax, alright? Sarad will always love you, as will I," Neran told the female.

"You really mean it?" Sarae sobbed.

Neran made his answer with a passionate kiss and loving caresses along the bitch's body. The female held onto him tightly, not wanting to ever let go, but knowing that she had to, for him. He couldn't be with someone like her, she would drive him insane.

"Neran, we can't..." Sarae whimpered.

"Sarae, I know what you're going to say. I'd think that after four years you would realize how foolish you were when you said I would go insane and kill myself if I stayed with you. I'll kill myself if I'm not with you, Sarae," Neran told the female.

"But...I'm a whore...And I'm always so angry and sad...And I've lacerated myself..." Sarae whimpered.

"And? I love you for you. If mating makes you happiest, then I want you to be happy. You're only in heat once a year, so we don't have to worry about you getting pregnant, and I've grown used to your moods. That's just who you are, and I'll deal with them, so long as we can be together. As for your cuts, I can think of something that would make you stop," Neran told her.

"What is that?" Sarae asked, doubtful, but also hopeful.

"If you had a belly full of pups," Neran told her.

Sarae was silent for a moment. She and Neran had discussed having pups two years ago, but Sarad had not allowed it; the pack had too many mouths to feed. He had promised her that one day she would be allowed to have a family of her own, and apart from Sarad, Neran, and her own shameful sexual indulgences, that had been the one thing that had kept her going.

"Neran..." Sarae whined, looking into his eyes blissfully.

"Look, I know that your moods have been getting worse for a while now, and I think it's time we took care of that. You and I, we'll leave the pack. We'll go far away and we'll start our own pack. We'll have a litter of healthy, strong pups, and I'll always love you," Neran promised Sarae.

"Neran!" Sarae yipped. She kissed her mate and choked him with her tight embrace. She then looked skeptically into his eyes and asked, "How do I know you're being sincere?"

Neran smiled at his mate. He loved her, but she could be so difficult sometimes. It was good that she was wary; she had been hurt so many times in the past that she had grown distrustful of others. She had to trust him if they were ever to be together, if they were ever to find true happiness. He didn't say anything, intent on testing himself to see if he knew her well enough to predict her reaction.

For a while, Sarae said nothing. However, she soon looked away from him and laughed softly. She gazed adoringly up at her mate and whimpered, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't doubt you...I know you love me...I'm sorry, my mate..."

Neran barked happily and kissed her. "I knew you'd say that!" he laughed.

"Neran! That's not fair!" Sarae growled. She and her mate rolled over and over on the floor, their snouts locked in a passionate, loving, fond kiss.

"But...Neran...You are being sincere...Aren't you...? I trust you, but this is such a big decision..." Sarae asked him, looking seriously into her mate's eyes.

"Yes, Sarae, I mean it. And as proof..." Neran laughed as he rolled over on top of Sarae. "You may not be in heat, but how about I show you what I would do if we were trying to get you pregnant?"

Sarae laughed and kissed her mate. Neran pressed himself onto her and held tightly to her. The two adult wolves lay there, completely at ease and blissful in their companion's arms.

"Neran? I hope you don't think I'm not interested...Okay, forget that, you know I want you, but I'm trying to control myself, okay? I'm still a little ashamed of what we did last night, but it's not your fault. I just need to stop giving in so easily, okay? Will you help me with that?" Sarae asked her mate.

Neran smiled at his mate and rubbed his wet nose with hers. "Of course, my mate. I understand."

"Thank you, Neran...I would die without you..." Sarae moaned.

Up above, the sun shone softly on the two mates. The wolf bitch, who for so long had thought that she was forgotten by the light and would forever walk in the shadows of the night shed a tear of joy, not for herself, but for the future of her pups. Her dreams and wishes could become a reality...She just had to control her desires and primal instincts and walk the path of the light, side by side with her mate.