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Chapter 4

During the next two weeks the Pack put its plans on hold due to an explosion of gang activity in lower downtown Angel City. Kyle was busy plotting with his fellow wolves, and Ben had his hands full of gang bangers and petty crimes. Kyle was quickly developing his wolf marks; his body hair went wild for the most part, and he developed claws and fangs in his human form. Where once Kyle had been a shrimpy wuss he was now putting on a fair amount of muscle. Kyle had convinced his parents to buy him a gym membership, and to their delight he seemed to be bulking up. Kyle had been working out some, but really the muscle was from his ever increasing super powers. Of course training with Black Wolf hadn't hurt his physique.

Ben had been busy too. All that crime fighting was turning him into a model of superhero physique. The healing light of the order's crystal energy source ensured that after a hard day of beating justice into criminals his muscles would be ready for another day of hard work. The resulting increase of muscle and size was making Ben into an impressive force to be reckoned with. Even without super strength Ben could easily out lift most normal humans, and the training sessions with Righteous Shield had ensured his combat skills were in top form.

It wasn't until the gang activity died down that Ben was able to take a night off of crime fighting to pursue his private investigation. Since he was sure that the Pack was responsible for the disappearance of his best friend, Kyle Sparks, Ben decided he would try and ask Kyle if there was anything he remembered about his captors. Ben had been so busy lately that he hadn't even seen Kyle much, but the other young man hadn't seemed bothered by it. Ben was a little concerned.

Ever since his disappearance Kyle's personality seemed to have changed. Ben still cared for him as both a friend and a lover, but that didn't change his responsibility to the order. Electron glided over to his best friend's house. It was a cloudy day, and the additional static electricity in the air made it easier to fly.

As soon as Electron landed in the woods across from Kyle's house he powered down and straightened his clothes. Ben made his way out of the woods and walked up to Kyle's door. He rang the doorbell and smiled when he heard a hustled shuffling from the other side. Ben was surprised when Kyle's mom answered the door. "Benjamin!" She sang out and pulled him into the house. "I haven't seen you in a while, how have you been?" She asked as she guided him through the house towards the living room.

"Um, fine I guess," Ben said and smiled.

"Look at you! You're getting so big!" She said and squeezed Ben's arm. "Oh my, and strong too!" Mrs. Sparks giggled at the blush on Ben's face. "You know, Kyle's been working out lately, do you two see each other at the gym?"

That was news to Ben. Kyle working out? Kyle was a nerd! Ben smiled anyways and politely distracted Mrs. Sparks. "So where exactly is Kyle?" Ben asked.

"Oh, probably up in his room. Did you want me to call him down?"

Ben smiled as he spoke. "Oh no, I needed to ask him some things... it's nothing important, but I thought I might speak to him as a friend."

"Oh, that's so nice of you! Kyle has been... different... since the accident. We do what we can, but maybe an old friend is exactly what he needs." Ben was surprised to see past Mrs. Spark's mask of happiness. Her wrinkles seemed deeper, and her once-bright eyes seemed to have lost their previous sparkle and shine.

Ben put a strong hand on the women's shoulder and smiled his hero smile. "I'll talk to him Mrs. Sparks." He said and watched as hope seemed to well up in her tired old eyes.

"Thank you Ben, and bless you for being so kind to Kyle and his poor family."

Ben made his way upstairs and towards Kyle's room. He knocked on the door, but when nobody answered a queer feeling began to well up inside his chest. After another louder knock Ben let himself into the room. The first thing that hit him was the smell. A wall of musk hit Ben like a punch to his face. The lights were out, yet when he reached in to turn them on he realized they were burnt out too. The room was cluttered, and the light from the hall spilt over a mess of clothes and trash scattered across the floor. A terrible smell, like rotten meat, was coming from the room. Ben had to pause as he stepped inside and push down the bile rising in his throat.

After letting himself in Ben walked through the small room to the open window. He was surprised Kyle's room was such a wreck, but even stranger was how the window was wide open. There was a TV in the corner; it was turned to a terrible channel called the feed. They were a pro-pack channel that publicly harassed the order and the judges. Right now they were running a special on the Vault. From what they were showing it wasn't a nice documentary, but rather a smear.

Ben made his way through the trash to the window and looked out into the rainy afternoon outside. From this angle Ben could see the park and most of what lay beyond. The window looked out on a mangled orange heap of junk that Ben recognized as one of the signs that had been put up back when somebody had tried to buy the park. Now there were all sorts of legal problems with who owned the park and nobody was going to build anything there for a long time.

Ben was getting sick, and the air in the room seemed heavy with stench and moisture. He quickly left the room and was about to make his way downstairs when he noticed Mrs. Sparks standing in the hallway with her hands over her face. "Mrs. Sparks? What's wrong?" Ben asked.

"He's not there is he?" She asked and choked back a sob.

Ben hesitated for a moment before shaking his head no. "I'm sorry Mrs. Sparks."

"No... I'm the one who should be sorry," She said and looked up from her hands.

Ben got a strange chill when she looked at him with those red teary eyes, "what do you mean?"

"They told me that if you came by to call them," she said and frowned at Ben.

For a moment Ben didn't understand what was going on, but an audible crash from the front of the house made him tense up. Whatever was going on here it was probably not legal. Ben rushed towards Mrs. Sparks and put himself between her and the stairwell. Two hairy men appeared at the bottom of the stairs. They both growled when they looked up at Ben. "That's the one all right," one of the men said and ran up the stairs. Ben continued to shield Mrs. Parks, but what the huge wolfish man said next chilled him to his core. "You did good Patricia," he said and put his hand on the woman's shoulder.

"I just wanted to make you happy again Freddy," She said and looked up into the man's eyes.

Ben pulled away from the two and looked at all three of them in stunned silence. Part of him wanted to blast all three to ash where they stood. It would have been wrong though, and for the first time in weeks Ben was looking at two members of the pack. One of them he guessed might be Kyle's father! That was pretty good evidence to support his theories about Kyle being abducted by the pack, but something didn't add up. Why had Mrs. Sparks called the pack members when Ben showed up? "What the hell is going on here?" Ben asked angrily.

Freddy Sparks turned to look at his son's best friend and smiled a toothy wolfish smile. "Listen Ben," he said in a firm fatherly voice. "I know you probably think we're stupid, but it was either join or be killed... and Black Wolf can be VERY persuasive," the man said and shook his shaggy head. "I can't go back to how things were, but he told us that if we cooperate then he'll give Kyle back to us."

"They took Kyle again," Ben asked in shock. "It was the pack all along! I knew it!"

"What are you talking about boy?" The other furry wolfish man asked.

"He's probably just frightened," Fred said and looked at the thrall beside him.

The realization that these two pack members knew nothing about Ben's affiliation with the order almost shocked the young hero. In a way it was as if his alter-ego was shielding his true heroic identity. He knew from the archives that even the weakest members of the pack have amazing powers of scent. Only a pack member who had met him as both Ben and Electron would have been able to unravel his secret identity. If that was true, than what had he done as his meek and mild-mannered alter ego to earn the wrath of the pack? It just didn't make any sense?

Fred turned back to Ben and put his hairy clawed hand on the boy's shoulder. "I know you're a good kid Ben, but Black Wolf wants to talk to you... it's important that you don't do anything to anger him, or he might kill us all," Fred Sparks said and shook his head. "If you care about Kyle... even just a tiny bit, you'll do what we ask of you."

Did they know? About him and Kyle? Ben couldn't help but wonder, but from the way Mr. Sparks spoke it didn't seem like he did. "When did you become..." Ben asked curiously; he was trying to sound more frightened than he really felt. It must have worked because Mr. Sparks almost seemed hurt by the way Ben looked at him.

"They approached us a few days after Kyle came back... we told them no at first, but then they told us things that changed our perspectives. Patricia can't become a pack member, but they watch the house at all times regardless. They turned me one day after work; when I was walking home... it was painful at first, but the pack isn't as evil as most people think." Mr. Sparks said and looked at his wife instead of Ben. "I get to protect my wife and son without the fear of getting shot or being hurt," he said and looked at the claws on his hands. "It's better this way."

"What about getting arrested or put in prison... or something worse," Ben asked with genuine concern in his voice. "What if the Judges or the order learn about you or Patricia... what if they hurt Kyle?"

Mr. Sparks laughed and turned back to Ben. "The Judges and the Mithril Order are the least of our concerns right now Ben," he said and smiled his fang filled smile. "I can't promise Black Wolf will be gentle with you, but if you are polite, and answer his questions, he might be more... understanding."

"What does the pack want with me?" Ben asked and frowned at the thrall standing before him. "What does this have to do with Kyle?"

Freddy Sparks shook his head and frowned. "I can't answer those questions," he said sadly, "but maybe Black Wolf can?"

...

Ben wasn't blind folded, but through a stroke of pure luck Patricia insisted on keeping his personal possessions, including his watch. If it had gone off while he was wearing it around the wolves they might have begun to wonder what it was. If they found out he was a hero... well... Ben didn't want to think about that. They did tie his hands up though, but it was just simple rope; nothing a little super strength couldn't break.

It was hard to keep track of where Mr. Sparks drove him, but when the car stopped it was in a parking lot on the other side of the park. As confusing as that was it made sense considering the last place Ben had seen the Pack was across the street from Kyle's house. Why didn't I pay more attention? Why didn't I protect them? Ben couldn't help but feel foolish as he waited in the back of the car. The two thralls were no longer in their part-wolf forms, but they were still very strong. If Ben didn't know he had super strength than he might have suspected they were about as strong as a lesser super hero. Could the pack really be that powerful? If so, it was no wonder a fang had beaten him in a fight.

Ben was forced to walk between the two men in the gathering twilight of the gloomy afternoon. He silently hoped that someone would see them escorting him through the streets, but if anyone in the shabby houses did see him they didn't make their presence known. Eventually the group reached an unremarkable house with a particularly overgrown lawn. There didn't seem to be any outward signs that anyone was watching the front door to the house, but Ben was wise enough in the ways of criminals to know that there had to be at least a few thralls, maybe even a fang, on watch.

"This is as far as we go." Mr. Sparks said and untied Ben's hands. "Go to the door if you want your answers... tell them 'the pack is gathering' and they will let you inside. If you do run the three fangs watching us will probably kill you," he said in a soft growl.

Ben rubbed his wrists and gave the bushes a dubious glare. He didn't think he could take a fang... not even with the training he'd been getting from Righteous Shield. He'd tried to fight one in simulation, but the computers had put him up against a thrall and even that had proved challenging. A distant part of the young hero thought the mysterious Blue wolf might have had something to do with the fact that the fang he'd fought hadn't killed him. On top of that he distinctly remembered there being two huge wolf monsters on guard that night... Why hadn't the other wolf attacked him along with his pack member?

Every step through the yard brought Ben closer to the answers he'd been seeking all this time. Every sort of thought imaginable raced through Ben's head as he walked down that overgrown path. What would he find here? What did these monsters do with Kyle? Was his friend and lover safe? What did they want with Ben Sims if they didn't know he was secretly Electron? With all those questions racing through his mind it seemed like an eternity walking between the street and the front door of the shabby unremarkable house. At last the door loomed before him and with a cautious hand Ben knocked loudly on the wooden portal.

A rustle came from inside the house as someone made their way to the door. As it opened a heavily bearded face appeared from the darkness. It frowned at first, but when Ben spoke the man smiled a sharp toothy smile. "The pack is gathering," Ben said sternly.

"You must be HIM," the man said and moved out of the doorway. "I've been expecting you..."

The inside of the house was just as un-kept as the outside. The TV in the middle of the living room was turned to the feed, and it cast it's pale light onto a dirty and musty room filled with trash and other forms of refuse. Ben felt as though the man standing in front of him might be more powerful than his demeanor suggested. He yawned lazily and frowned at his young guest. "Why did you abduct me?" Ben asked.

The man laughed a hearty laugh as he turned and made his way across the dingy room. He plopped down on the ratty couch, which seemed to be the source of most of the musk in the room, and spoke, "I didn't abduct you... rather... I thought you might want to know where your little fuck buddy ran off too."

"You don't mean... Kyle?" Ben asked.

"I didn't know his name was Kyle until very recently," the man admitted and frowned. "But I've known about you since you two fucked, and my cub came back to me with your scent on his ass."

"Your... cub?" Ben asked and raised his eyebrow.

The man laughed as he realized how sharp this kid was. "Yup," he said, "Kyle's part of the pack now... and since you're the only other male he seems interested in I thought I might offer to turn you before I killed you for violating my cub."

"What did Kyle say about this?" Ben asked angrily.

"Why don't you ask him?" The man said and gestured to the deep shadows on the other side of the room. A familiar face stepped out of the shadows and seemed to frown sadly at Ben.

"Kyle!" Ben said and jumped up. He hurried over to the young man and pulled him into a hug despite the presence of the huge hairy man on the couch. "They didn't hurt you did they? You're alright?" Ben spoke frantically as he looked over his friend.

Kyle's face melted into the saddest expression Ben had ever seen. "I'm so sorry Ben," he whispered. "If I had known... I wouldn't have fucked with you... I wouldn't have gotten you involved."

Ben pulled his best friend's face into his chest as he soothed him. "It's not your fault Kyle," Ben said and realized that it really wasn't. It was Ben's fault for not protecting Kyle better, but he couldn't have known then how much of a role he'd truly played in the Kyle's fate. "I should have protected you," Ben whispered. "Now I understand what Fred meant... why he didn't regret joining the pack."

"What do you mean?" Kyle asked and looked up at Ben. His eyes were wet and soggy with tears despite the feral gleam they possessed in the dim light of the room.

Ben smiled and laughed despite how serious he felt. "I love you silly," he said and pulled away from Kyle to turn to the man sitting on the couch watching them both.

"Black Wolf," Ben said and straightened as he turned to the man. "I may not be anything special to you now, but if I can protect Kyle and stay by his side I would gladly join the Pack!"

Black Wolf smiled as he stood up from where he had been watching the corny teenage romance playing out in his den. His devilish grin looked even more feral in the pale light of the room. "I was hoping you would say that," he said and a reached up with clawed hands to tear away his shirt. "I can sense great strength inside you boy," he said in a low growl, "you'll make a fine addition to the Pack."

A strange thrill went up Ben's spine as he watched the huge man pull his shirt off. Even in the dark of the room it was easy to see the dense mat of body hair covering most of Black Wolf's exposed skin. Ben couldn't have known it, but in the time the man had been with Kyle his already thick body hair had solidified in some places into a thick pelt. Where once he might have passed as an extremely hairy man, now even in his human form he was looking more like a thrall than a human. Black hairs, about three inches long at their shortest and six at their longest, covered every available inch of his skin. The black hair was patterned more like fur than human body hair, but it was still unnaturally thick on the man's chest. Black wolf had long and very sharp canines even in his human form, and his furry black ears were hidden in his shaggy shoulder length black hair. They were pointed and shaped more like a wolf's ears now, but Black Wolf didn't mind. His hearing was more powerful than it had ever been. Even the man's nose was slightly darkened and covered in soft inch-long black hairs. It made his already weirdly hairy beard look even more unnatural, but his sense of smell was far better than it had been before the subtle changes to his human body.

A hand on Ben's back distracted him from Black Wolf. Kyle too had removed his shirt, and as Ben turned he got an eye full of Kyle's lithe muscular body. An army of dark brown hairs covered most of the young man's chest, and the hairs were just beginning to creep up his chest onto his lower neck and shoulders. Ben reached out to touch Kyle's smaller frame, the hairs felt soft and clean despite how dirty the whole affair was making Ben feel. "You have been working out," Ben said and smiled at Kyle.

Kyle chuckled as Black Wolf pulled Ben's shirt off while he was focused on Kyle. Ben had a good thatch of bright red chest hair as well, but it was clearly human in shape and pattern. Kyle nuzzled against Ben as he looked up and over his shoulder at his wolf father. Black Wolf took a deep breath of Ben's scent from the young man's neck and smiled as his eyes opened and looked down at his cub. Ben didn't know it, but Kyle had talked unceasingly of this since he had first been asked about who he had mated with as a human. Black Wolf had warned him that no serious wolf could have a relationship with a human and not eventually turn them, but Kyle didn't want Ben as his son, he wanted him as a brother and a mate. There was always a special relationship between a wolf and his turned children, but as a rule most wolves didn't mate with their turned offspring. Black Wolf had never taken a mate, but Timber Wolf had been mated to Saber Wolf back when the pack had been whole.

"I was hoping you wouldn't object to a threesome," Black wolf said softly as he ran his rough paw-pad-like palms over Ben's young supple body. "It was Kyle's suggestion after all..."

Ben smiled as Kyle dropped his loose fitting jeans; exposing his naked torso to his lover and his ass to the horny beast behind him. A hot hairy cock was pressed up against Ben's back; grinding into Ben caused Black Wolf to grunt and growl as his desire to fuck grew stronger. Black Wolf was a good father, and he desperately wanted Ben to like him as much as Kyle did. He slowed his advances and allowed Ben and Kyle to start the coupling before he joined in. The pause gave him time to coat his clawed finger in pre and slip it into Ben's ass hole, extracting a moan from the young man as Black Wolf expertly located his prostate and began to rub it with his corrupting pre-slicked finger.

The young hero didn't need much help in the stimulation department. He had gotten hard as soon as Kyle had pulled off his pants and underwear. Now that all three males were naked the fun could really begin. While Black Wolf fingered Ben, Kyle positioned himself against his lover and hopefully soon-to-be mate. Ben was already grinding against Kyle's backside, but he hadn't noticed the small brown furred tail thumping against his chest until now. It seemed that Kyle was as excited about this as Ben was! Black Wolf had Just slipped his second pre coated finger into Ben's ass when Ben pushed the head of his cock into Kyle's backside. A familiar, and much anticipated warmth, enveloped Ben's impressive cock as he pushed into Kyle's furry hole. He gently stroked the tail thumping his chest extracting a soft whine from his lover along with a shudder of delight.

As usual Ben went very slowly with Kyle, but it gave the man behind them time to properly spread the young man in anticipation of his own black-furred cock. When Kyle had taken Black Wolf's huge member it had been human in shape and function, but as Black Wolf prepared to push into the youth before him the skin of his un-cut furry human cock seemed to part much like a sheath might. A throbbing red canine cock rose into the air between Black Wolf and Ben. Thick wolf musk rolled off the red fleshed member. Its many thick veins throbbed in time to Black Wolf's heart beat. The red wolf cock was just as thick as his human member, but it added a good four inches to his already massive rod of man flesh. Ben gasped as that huge red spear pushed into his virgin hole. He would always remember the exotic inhuman feel of his wolf father's cock, but that was hardly the last time he would ever be penetrated by that same wolfish member.

After a good ten minutes of ass thumping the three males got into a rhythm of sorts. Black Wolf would thrust into Ben, who would ride the momentum and in turn thrust into Kyle. Being in the middle was rough for the human, but both Kyle and Black Wolf were impressed at his strength and stamina. Ben held himself back time after time, waiting for the right moment to release himself into the boy below him. When Black wolf began to change, with his cock still shoved into Ben's ass, it took every ounce of self control for the young hero to hold his own orgasm back. The sensation of a cock GROWING inside him was almost enough to make him cum without the warm embrace of Kyle's ass. In time with his sire's transformation, the furry cheeks of the young man in front of Ben began to darken and grow. Black Wolf changed simultaneously with his wolfish son and took their sexual orgy to a whole new level.

Unlike Kyle, Ben had been able to take most of Black Wolf's cock, but as a hulking ten foot tall monster it was impossible for the human to take any more wolf cock into himself. Ben was actually lifted into the air as Black Wolf wrapped his huge furry black arms around the young man and pulled him up so he could keep riding the dark brown furry ass of the wolf in front of him. Kyle's tail pounded Ben's chest with enough force to break a lesser man, but Ben found to his surprise that some new energy was fueling his super powers. He didn't even have to focus on keeping his body from breaking under the raw force of the two beasts fucking with him. Ben was quickly developing the incredible healing capacity all pack members possessed. His new powers were surging in strength along with the rough thrusts of the wolf behind him.

This new power source certainly wasn't the healing energy of the mithril order's crystal of light, but it wasn't raw electricity either. A new source of energy began to blossom inside the young hero, and he liked it much more than his previous two power sources. Both Black Wolf and Kyle remained oblivious to their rough advances, but in truth at this point in a normal human's induction into the pack they would have felt the same rush of strength and power that Ben was feeling. When Black Wolf tilted his head forward, growled savagely, and sank his teeth into Ben's shoulder the young man gasped in pain. Ben's blood quickly filled Black Wolf's mouth; the bite marked him as the powerful wolf's newest son. The bite was over quickly because Black Wolf was unable to hold himself back any longer. He exploded into Ben with enough force to send his seed spraying backwards onto his shaggy black-furred legs and balls. Thick ropes of yellow wolf juice were pumped deeper and deeper into Ben as the young man cried out and shot his own load into the wolf who was taking his cock in the ass. Kyle howled in time with his father, together they shook the entire neighborhood with the fury and lust behind their voices. Many of the fangs and thralls outside lost their own loads at the signal of release from the two wolves. Even the two thralls on watch in the front yard could tell something amazing had happened.

...

It was hours later when Ben came around. Oddly enough, it was the sensation of being re-entered that had woken him from his light slumber. "Mmm, Kyle?" Ben asked and put his hand against the furry chest of the wolf behind him.

"Yes my love?" the wolf growled in an in-humanly deep voice.

Both of Ben's shoulders bore the scars of being bitten. Kyle however was much gentler with the man cradled in his arms. He secretly craved for Ben to be a wolf like Black Wolf and himself. He didn't know how powerful the man in his arms really was, but he would soon find out. "How long have I been out?" Ben asked.

"Would you believe me if I told you this was the third time I've fucked your ass?" Kyle asked.

"Just three?" Ben asked and groaned, "it feels more like a half dozen!"

"Well I didn't add what our papa wolf did to that number," Kyle said and chuckled in a way that only a werewolf could.

The passion of their coupling distracted the two from the comings and goings around them. When another wolf's muzzle closed over Ben's throbbing erection he couldn't help but whine softly. It was a new sound he had never made before, but it wasn't the whine of a weak thrall in the least. The lusty licks and sucks of Black Wolf's expert muzzle and tongue helped to expedite the process of Ben's release; that only spurred Kyle on to greater heights of pleasure. Before too long Ben was gushing into Black Wolf's mouth as Kyle in turn filled his ass with wolf spunk. Ben didn't know it, but his cum was werewolf in taste and texture now, Black Wolf growled in sheer delight as he felt the boy's power flowing into him. Ben, he had already decided, was a super. Black Wolf already knew he was stronger than Kyle was, but he couldn't have known Ben was Electron.

As Ben's juices flowed into Black Wolf's muzzle he began to feel his own strength grow. He already had a small amount of control over electricity, but after feeding multiple times on Ben's cum that power was growing. Black didn't know how, but he was actually gaining powers from his two new sons! As shocking as that was it didn't compare in the least to what was happening to his werewolf body.

Black Wolf grunted as he pulled off Ben and shook his head. Feeding on this young man's seed always gave him a huge burst of power. It was like Ben was made of pure unrestrained energy. It was addicting, but even Black Wolf knew his limits. "We've decided to call you Red Wolf," Black Wolf said and smiled at his two sons. "Your mate here is called Blue Wolf."

The name hit Ben like a blow to the face. Black Wolf frowned at his expression. "I thought it would be fitting considering how you will probably have red fur..."

Ben shook the shock from his face and smiled. "It's a good name father," he said and grunted as Kyle re-positioned behind him, causing the huge wolf cock in Ben's ass to shift. "I was just surprised to hear that me and Kyle are wolves... I mean, aren't wolves super heroes?"

Black Wolf smiled, "Well yes... but unlike the mithril order we don't use our powers..."

"What do you do then?" Ben asked.

"We hide them mostly," Black Wolf said with a growl. "A wolf works in the shadows, not wanting glory or fame, and helps people and nature through his actions and decisions," Black Wolf said almost as if he was instructing Ben. "Our Alpha Wolf, Victor Fang, forbids us from using our powers to hurt innocent humans or to expose ourselves to the public."

"I thought the Pack works with the criminals in Angel City?" Ben asked in confusion.

Black Wolf chuckled the same way Kyle had a while ago. "No Red Wolf," he said sternly. "We're not criminals; if that's what you were thinking before... we prefer the term vigilantes."

It took a while for Black Wolf to explain all the laws and rules of the Pack, but when he was done Ben felt like he needed to rewrite the whole archive entry that the order kept on the Pack. They were WAY more complicated than the judges had ever guessed. There were thousands of pack members who worked and served behind the scenes in places Ben would have never guessed. According to Black Wolf there were even members who worked as guards INSIDE the vault! Speaking of the vault brought Black Wolf to another conversation that shocked Ben even more. From what he described to Ben the Pack did have a plan for getting Victor Fang out of prison, but they were waiting on something. According to Black Wolf there was something missing from the plan, and from the way he talked it was almost as if Ben was that thing.

"We need more power Red Wolf," Black Wolf said and shook his head. "Even if you do get super powers I don't think five supers and an army of lesser wolves are enough to take out the guards at the vault."

"Wait," Ben said and shook his head. "You said there were five of us wolves... who are the other two?"

"Timber Wolf and Saber Wolf," Black explained. "They're mostly inactive though... I'm the only one recruiting right now, so far as we know."

Ben couldn't believe what he had learned so far, but if he was a wolf now... that changed the whole damn game! Part of him wanted to tell his wolf father everything, but another part of him was secretly scared of what that might do to his newly gained position of power. If what the archives said was true then no person, once changed by the pack, could ever be un-changed. It was a permanent power shift. He listened intently as Black explained the position of the pack and what their current goals were. If Ben could have known this a week ago he might not have wasted so much time looking where he had been searching. The Pack was everywhere he wouldn't have expected them to be, which only helped show the young hero how much the order didn't know about them.

Eventually Black Wolf was called away by an attending fang, but that left Ben with Kyle who was thankfully no longer tied to his ass. The young man had changed back to his human form, but he remained blissfully naked in the musky air of the room they shared. It wasn't like the living room where Ben had been turned. In fact, this room reminded him of Kyle's bed room back at his house, but it was kept better than his other room was. The bed was huge, and Kyle was currently distracted by the small TV turned to the feed. Ben had always assumed the feed was just a pro-pack channel, but as he listened to it his ears began to pick up the faintest of whines behind the speaker. It was like the TV was talking to him without actually saying anything. "What's up with that whining sound," Ben asked.

"It's like werewolf subliminal messaging," Kyle explained and turned the volume up. "That's how they get orders out to the remote operatives."

"What's it saying?" Ben asked. "Lay low, hide, stay safe, the judges are watching," Kyle said in an oddly haunting voice.