A Bearly Tolerable Were
#61 of The Moonrise Chronicles
After
eating every scrap of meat, the trio prepared to set off for wherever it was
that the young wolf was leading them. From what she could determine, he had
been part of a pack at one time. His recent transformation had been on account
of a bite from Edward. Whether he did it knowingly or not she couldn't say.
There were too many changes in his personality for her to keep track of them
all.
Their
direction would take them east, into deeper and deeper forests. The young male prepared to lead the way,
which gave him great confidence. He was just beginning to walk with his tail
held high in the air whenEdward poked his nose in his ass. "I remember this
smell from breeding. Can two males breed?"
Before
he could answer, Maggie barked out "Yes!"
The
young male jumped for ward and turned on his tail. "That's not funny!"
She was
rolling on the ground consumed by fits of laughter. That lasted right up until the
bid brute sniffed her backside. "This odor more familiar. Did you say we've
mated before?"
"Yes,
more than a few times." She was lying, but right now the difference between
mating and sex was moot.
"Hmmmm.
We'll have to jog my memory sometime. Maybe when it quits hurting."
She
remembered all too well the instance in the plane and did not want a repeat.
"Maybe. But not it your present form. Let's just say it's a little big for my
body."
He sat
back against a tree and watched his cock grow. He looked at it and then to her.
"Looks like you're right. I wonder if that bear is still around. It might be
big enough."
"If you
want to look for him, be my guest." She was being sarcastic, forgetting how
prone he was to suggestions with his present mental state.
"I
think you might have something there." And with that he was gone.
The
male, whose name she still had not gotten, looked at her and grinned. "Why did
you do that?"
"I
didn't mean to. I was just kidding."
"Is he
really your father?"
"I'm
adopted. And yes, before you ask, we have sex all the time. But as of late he's
been going through changes. And then the silver bullet thing. He took one straight
in the head. I think it's still bouncing around in there."
"We get
shot at all the time when we're in a pack. The humans hate us. Where were you
at to get shot; killing someone's sheep?"
"Sitting
in a bar enjoying a meal."
"What
is a bar?"
"Are
you telling me that you have no idea what a bar is? What about a restaurant?"
"These
terms are unfamiliar to me. Where can they be found?"
"In a
city."
"Those
are places we avoid."
Talking
about eating struck her with a thought. "How is it you can eat normal food?"
"Normal?"
She was about to answer him when an indignant roar came from out of the woods.
"He
found the bear I see," the male said with a mischievous grin.
"Yes. I
know his pain. Now back to food. I had to eat human flesh for a long time, or
go hungry. I take it this was not the case with you?"
"No! I
have never attacked a human. Those at the village were nice to me; mostly, but
I could eat their strange food. I was actually getting to the point that I liked
it."
"I
started out being able to eat it, but then, when I went through my
transformation, I couldn't stomach regular stuff. But now I can eat normally
again."
He
shivered, shaking loose hairs from his coat. "Eating humans? I don't know. I
looked like one, so I don't think I could do it. What about your father?"
"He has
only recently had his transformation. I
know he's eaten some, but he's never killed them for food."
"Most
strange. But then, I only just became what you see. How did that happen?"
"His bite.
Don't ask anything more, because I won't be able to explain it in a way you
would understand."
"I
already know. It's like being granted status from a supreme alpha. I told him
he was a supreme."
Their
conversation was interrupted by the pained bellows of the bruin. Edward was having
at it with gusto. Maggie was glad it wasn't her. One time under him when he was
out of his head was enough. She knew
damn well her ass would never survive that massive tool he called a cock.
"Supreme?
Yeah, I'd say that fits. What else out there would have the audacity to rape a
full grown male bear?"
The
young male howled with amusement. "Not me!"
His
opinion was well founded, for when the huge werewolf came back into view he was
still knotted up, and therefore dragging along the poor bear. The beast was whimpering like a child, and
for good reason. He had gone from the biggest and baddest creature in the
forest to a werewolf's bitch in less time than it took to blink. His claws
raked the ground, try to halt his progress, but the knot was too big and the
creature too strong for him to fight.
Edward
wasn't paying the least bit of attention to him anymore. He had dumped a few
loads into the poor thing and he was now ready for something else. He came over
to the two little pups, as he now thought of them and sat down. The bear was
still pawing at the earth. Edward got irritated with him and turned him around onto
his back and used him for a stool, his cock still deeply embedded inside.
"I was
following you little pup, which is why we are here. Where were you going
again?"
"I was
trying to find my pack. We are near where they should be this time of year."
Edward
bounced up and down a little on the bear, making it groan. "Do you have proper
mates in your pack? I think this one here doesn't like what I have to offer."
"The
supreme alpha dictates who may or may not breed."
He
roared with laughter. "No one dictates anything to me. If you can beat me, you
can call the shots. Would you care to try little one?" He leaned down so far
into his face that his cock finally popped out of the bear's ass. There was a
pained yelp from the bruin, and an almost equal one from the young male.
"No
sir! I'm just telling you how it is."
"Nope!
You were just telling me how it was.
Let's go find this pack of yours. It seems I should be somewhere different
right now, and I feel that I have something else I should be doing, but the
hell if I can figure out what it is."
It was
now four who were traveling, for the bear found it had little choice in the
matter. While free from the recent penetration, it was made clear that he would
stick with the group or else suffer more humiliation. Of course, Edward didn't
think of it as humiliation, just breeding. In his head, he wasn't getting the
facts straight as to how that worked.
The
young male was in a delightful mood, and was even more so when he found he
could shift from one form to another. He found he preferred the wolf form, and
it was certainly the best one to have out here in the wilderness. The girl had
taken a form larger than his, and her father, or mate, or whatever she called
him, well he was absolutely enormous.
The
bear followed them meekly, his hind quarters swinging gingerly as he walked.
Maggie stifled a laugh. She knew his pain firsthand. On the other hand, her
natural ability to heal far outweighed his. He was going to be walking like he
had been ridden hard for the next day or so, because he had in fact been ridden
hard.
She
wasn't quite certain where they were heading. After talking with the young
male, who only seemed to have a name given to him by the humans, she found out
that they were searching within the domain of his former pack. Everything
around them was claimed territory.
"How
far does the pack range?" she asked.
"I
don't how to answer that. Far, I guess. I don't keep track of human names for
things, but I do remember that a few years back there was trouble at one place called
Verkhoyansk. That was before my time with the pack, but they say that the
supreme alpha gathered a multitude together for a conference. Food ran scarce
as you can imagine and they had to hunt in human territory. A lot of wolves
were killed, though none like us, just the regular sort. It is still remembered
as a sad time."
"How
many had gathered?"
"I
don't know. They say somewhere around four or five hundred, but that place is a
far ways off."
"So
this alpha has that much power; to gather such a large number together in one
place?"
"She
growls and we obey."
"But
you were before her looking like a human?"
"Yes,
and she seemed to hate me for it."
"Are
you her child?"
"No. I
think that's what bothers her. I don't
know who my mother was."
"Well,
I had it told to me that for someone to be feral like you, you had to have been
conceived as a wolf and born as a human. So your parents, or at last your
mother, was a full werewolf."
"I'll
believe you. But I don't remember her. My father was human, but I never learned
to speak the gibberish the human's speak. I tried, but it just wouldn't form in
my vocal chords."
"But
you understood it?"
He
nodded. "That's the strange thing. I could generally understand everyone, but I
could not be understood in return. It was very depressing. But one day I heard
the most magnificent song carrying through the night air, and I understood it
perfectly!"
"You're
a werewolf for sure. But do you have a name?"
"Kolzak
is what the last village called me. I think someone said it meant slippery. I
guess I was pretty slippery when I needed to be. But my given name; no, I don't
remember anymore."
"Kolzac
it is. I'm Maggie by the way."
"Maggie.
I like it. So where are you from?"
She
smiled. "I don't think you'll understand, but I'm from the United States of
America."
"America?
I have heard mention of this place. It's
a long ways off!"
"Yes it
is. We came here to look into my ancestry."
"Your ancestors
are from here?"
"I
think so. If I'm right, my grandmother was the daughter of the last tsar."
The
wolf stopped and stared. "You cannot be. Only one of the tsar's children
survived."
"I know
that. But how do you know that?"
"I'm
not sure I should tell you that. It is beneath my rank for me to discuss it
with someone not of the pack."
Maggie
got a little angry, as she was prone to do when confronted with someone or
something stubborn. "For one, you're not presently part of a pack. Secondly, if
you don't tell me, I'll claw you to pieces so fast you won't be able to heal
fast enough to survive."
Edward
loomed over them. "No squabbles! Be like the big furry fellow and shut up for
the rest of the trip. I'm tired of whimpering and simpering. Boy?!"
The
young male quivered. "Yes?"
"When
are we going to make it to this pack of yours? I feel like turning around and
leaving. This is getting to be boring."
"I'm
sure oh great one, but it's hard to pin the pack down. There are times when
they range farther than normal to find food."
"Bah! I
will find them myself." And he sat back on his butt and lifting his head to the
sky, let out a blood curdling howl that broke the air into ten thousand shimmering
fragments. Even the leaves on the trees shook and swayed in the blast of his
call.
When he
was done, he lay down, looking satisfied. "Let them find me. I tire of this
game. I will meet this leader of yours and then I will leave."