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Nathaniel couldn't focus at all this day. During pauses between classes he asked around to learn more about what happened to Andrew, but nobody was able to tell him anything. When his last class of the day was over, he rushed home. The flat was a mess, there was dried cum everywhere. He transformed to his wolf form, went in Kyle's room and smelled the blankets in which they slept a few days earlier to imprint himself with his lover's scent. Once he was done engraving it deeply in his memory he transformed back to human and left, determined to go find Kyle before something could happen.

He went to the park near the King's cave and searched for his lover's scent. Thankfully, his human nose was able to detect it, meaning that he had no need to transform to be able to search. He drew the attention of many passersby with his nose raised in the air to follow the track, but he did not care. It brought him all the way out of town, near the forest where it disappeared without a trace. He started to panic, frantically running around in hopes that he could find the track again. He spent the remainder of the afternoon trying to pick it again, wondering how and why it disappeared like that.

The sun had set and he was still unable to find anything. He fell on his knees and buried his face in his hands. Tears welled up in his eyes. Was it the end? He let himself fall on the ground, looking at the starry sky. Questions and doubt assaulted him, his mind raced to find an answer to why the track had suddenly disappeared. He was brought out of his moping when his ears picked two men approaching.

• “I hate it when we have to go in the Kingdom..." Said a deep voice.

• “So do I. But it is our duty to investigate these two incidents." Replied a soft voice.

• “Are they even related at all?"

• “It's highly likely. Both the victims were covered in wounds obviously made by claws."

• “What does that prove?"

• “It's the doing of a werewolf."

• “Or two of them." Countered the deep voice.

• “Perhaps. But the two markings were too similar to be a simple coincidence. I think the perpetrator went on a rampage this night."

• “That's scary... But do we really have to look into this? I mean, the two victims were from the Kingdom. It's actually good for us in the upcoming war against them, right?"

Nathaniel suppressed a gasp. If they considered the Kingdom as enemy, he was in danger. As the voices of the two got closer to him, he went into hiding in a nearby bush as silently as he could.

• “As long as the victims are limited to the King's servants, it is fine indeed. This may however not last as the King and his servants will be more cautious from now on. It will thus be harder for the attacker to find other targets in the Kingdom."

• “It makes sense... I guess."

• “Let us report what we found to the Guide. He's awaiting our return."

• “You're a downer. Couldn't we have some fun before that?"

• “What would you like to do?"

• “Enjoy the moonlight? Fool around? Or maybe even find a human just for the two of us?"

• “The chances of us conveniently finding a human are slim. And besides, we already were scolded for doing that quite a few times recently."

Nathaniel's heart was racing. Who knows what they would do to him if they found him and discovered he is from the Kingdom.

• “Hold on..." Said the deep voice. “I smell something."

• “You only tease me because you want me."

• “No, I swear. I'm on to something. You know my nose is very sensible."

• “Fine. Go find the human. Unless it is another squirrel, like last time."

• “I hate you."

• “I love you too. But hurry, so we can return soon."

The human's breath was getting heavy. He was sweating from the stress. He pictured himself attacked by two werewolves at once. It scared him. He had to run as fast and far as he could. He backed off a little, trying to sneak away deeper in the bush but he stepped on a dead branch.

• “Wait." Said the soft voice.

• “What?" Replied the deep one.

• “Did you step on something?"

• “No. Why?"

• “Don't move."

None of the two werewolves were moving at all. Nathaniel feared they heard him. He tried to calm himself, but he just couldn't.

• “It was probably my imagination. Or perhaps a squirrel. There is nothing here, let us go back to the Guide." Said the soft voice.

• “Aw man. And here I thought we could have our fun tonight."

• “Too bad. Maybe next time."

At that moment the branches above Nathaniel were moved out of the way, revealing two wolf heads. Nathaniel tripped and fell on his behind. They each extended a hand and grabbed his shoulders, pulling him from the bush. He was done for. They held him in the air, looking at him. One of them was a 7'2 blonde werewolf with pretty blue eyes. He was skinny, in comparison to the dark gray 7'8 mountain of muscles next to him.

• “My, my, it wasn't a squirrel after all." Said the blonde one with a soft voice.

• “I told you I smelled something!" Replied the dark gray beast in his deep voice.

• “Let me go... Please..." Begged Nathaniel.

• “Naaah. Sorry pal," said the bigger one with a grin on his face, “you're coming with us. You won't regret it, I promise."

They put the human on the ground and started undressing him. Nathaniel struggled, but couldn't break free of their grip.

• “What are you two doing?" Asked a new voice that felt soothing despite the sharpness of its tone.

The two captors yipped. They let go of Nathaniel instantly. The human put his clothes back on and slipped away, looking at the scene from afar. The wolf that appeared to save him was handsome. He was 7'8 tall, had beautiful fur in many harmonious shades of gray and mesmerizing emerald eyes. He was fluffier than any of the werewolves he had seen until now, there was something about him that made Nathaniel feel calm. The two other werewolves knelt to him, ears low and tails tucked between their legs.

• “Forgive us, Lord of the Song." Asked the blonde werewolf.

• “We wanted to bring that human to you! We swear!" Lied the dark gray one.

• “It doesn't look that way to me." Said the Lord of the Song, exasperated. “How many times have you tried to pull that one just this week?"

• “It only succeeded once..." Said the kneeling dark gray wolf.

• “So what?" Growled the green-eyed one. "The orders are to bring any human you find! Are you saying you deny His guidance?"

• “Of course not, Lord of the Song! We won't do it again! We promise!" Said the blonde beast, trying to appease their chief.

Nathaniel decided it was time to stop eavesdrop and get out of here. He turned away and ran as fast as he could, trying to find his way back to the city. He realized how far he had walked in search for his lover's track. He had no chance of escaping, should they decide to go after him. After what seemed like hours of running, he leaned against a boulder to catch his breath. The city was still far.

• “Trying to run away?" Said the wolf with the soothing voice from before. He approached, facing Nathaniel.

• “No! Leave me alone! Please don't attack me!" Said Nathaniel, scared.

• “I have no intention of harming you, you can calm down." Reassured the imposing figure. “I guess you're aware of it now, but there are werewolves around here. You shouldn't wander this far out the city."

Nathaniel felt at ease. Listening to that Lord's beautiful voice made his heart calm down.

• “You are... The Lord of the Song, they said?" Asked Nathaniel.

• “Call me Howler, please. Lord of the Song is only my title. Since you're not one of us, you don't have to call me by my title."

• “What are you going to do with me?"

• “I'll give you a choice. Either you run and pretend you didn't see anything, or you're going to join us."

Nathaniel pondered for a while. This wolf looked like an important member of their pack. He could get away and resume his search, or he could try to get another chief under his spell. He scanned the whole body of the handsome beast before him, trying to search for his Power Core. It took him a while, but he eventually found it. It was right behind the werewolf's large sheath, making it look like his equipment was blessed or something. He suppressed a laugh.

• “You know, it's... Kind of embarrassing, when you stare like that..."

Nathaniel's gaze went to the Lord's gorgeous emerald eyes. He liked every part of the werewolf before him; his soothing voice, his look, his kindness. He decided to go for it and dove headfirst in the wolf's fluffy chest, arms wrapping around his waist.

• “What are you doing?" Yipped the werewolf, stepping back from surprise.

• “You're just too fluffy. I can't resist. That fur of yours is so soft, I want to caress you all day long." Seduced Nathaniel.

• “Wait! Stop! You can do this if you decide to join us, but for now don't do that!"

The werewolf pushed Nathaniel away from him. He was avoiding the human's eyes, while waiting for an answer. His hand was covering his sheath. It looked like the contact made him aroused.

• “I want this, but only if I can stay with you." Said Nathaniel.

• “O-okay. Now... You need to know that to join us, you have to... You know... Uh..."

• “To what?" Asked the human innocently.

• “To have sex with one of us..."

• “Really? I wouldn't mind doing that with you! I'm in!"

Nathaniel threw away all his clothes in a flash and dove again in the wolf's fluffy fur. He scratched the beast's chest and sides with all his might, making the wolf groan of pleasure.

• “Wait! Wait!" Said the gray wolf between moans. “I can't transform you now, you have to follow me!"

• “But I want you now!"

• “Please! Wait!"

The human rubbed forcefully the wolf on every part of his body he could reach. Just as Nathaniel thought, the petting was enough to stimulate the gray beast. The giant tried to stop the human but to no avail. Nathaniel got on his knees and grabbed the hardening cock in his hands. The spire was so wide that both his hands couldn't cover the whole girth. It felt strange to do this as a human again but he had to in order to trick the werewolf. He used one of his hands to massage the fluffy balls of the beast and held the dick with the other, as he ran his tongue from the sheath all the way to the top of the cock, licking as much as he could. Upon reaching the tip, he took it in his mouth, swallowing the droplet of pre from it. He then let go and started over again from bottom to top, drinking the salty pre. With every lick he had more length to go through before reaching the tip.

• “What's...“ Said Howler, panting “with your feet?"

Intrigued, Nathaniel stopped licking the spire and watched his feet. It seemed he couldn't completely hold back his transformation, his hind paw was transforming.

• “It works! I'm becoming like you!" Said Nathaniel, feigning excitement.

He didn't leave the werewolf time to ask more questions and resumed his work. As he greedily lapped and licked at the cock, he realized how wide it was; it wasn't long compared to his previous mates' dick but it was one of the largest in girth he had ever seen. He wanted it in him so badly, he just couldn't contain his excitement. The knot was forming in Howler's sheath and so the human used both his hands to massage it while licking the cock. His own frame was slowly growing, his hands turned furry and his legs transformation reached his knees. His dick was hard, leaking pre, slowly expanding and changing to a lupine shaft. He took Howler's tip in his mouth and worked his tongue all around it. His face transformed, nose and ears morphing, muzzle extending and tongue elongating, allowing more cock inside his maw. He was too excited to continue suppress his transformation, body growing and expanding. His tail appeared in his lower back, his whole body grew fur, he was slowly becoming closer to a full transformation. His own dick was dripping pre, in desperate need of attention.

• “Wait! That's..." Howler tried to say, but he was interrupted by a moan when Nathaniel dove even deeper onto the dick. “It's not normal! Something's..." He was interrupted again, moaning lewdly as the changing human's fluffy tail brushed his asshole. “Something's definitely wrong!"

Nathaniel felt the knot of his partner grow to full size inside its protection. He used both his handpaws to help uncover it. The cock was about thirteen inches long in total, which was unimpressive. But the girth was definitely something else; it had to be seven inches wide with a ten inches knot. Nathaniel's transformation continued as he wasn't able to hold it anymore at all. His frame grew to his full size, allowing him to take the whole girth of the spire in his muzzle. He could tell Howler was close to release from wild pulsing of the dick in his throat. His transformation finally complete, he grabbed the other werewolf and pulled him closer in an attempt to help take the enormous knot. It forced his maw even wider and his cheeks were completely distended by the ball of flesh inside. He felt hot cum pour in torrents in the very depths of his throat and his belly was slowly filling with his partner's warm essence. The other wolf was muffling, as if suppressing a howl. Nathaniel looked up and saw that the Lord was sealing his mouth shut with both his paws.

As the Lord of the Song was too busy with restraining himself, Nathaniel looked right in front of his nose where the halo of light shone brighter than before. He touched it, feeling its power. He scooped some pre from his own cock and painted the core with it, marking it as his before putting it back. The other wolf was finally done shooting his load and allowed himself to breathe.

• “That was..." Huffed Howler. “Great..."

Nathaniel tried to smile, but his maw was still locked around the gigantic knot.

• “Look, I... We shouldn't have done this. He will be mad." Said Howler. Seeing the puzzled look on Nathaniel's face, he continued “when we find a human, we're supposed to bring him to the Guide. You forced me to do the transformation, I'm sure we'll be scolded for that..."

Nathaniel listened to the other, still suckling on the dick, when he felt a surge of power in his whole body. His curves became sweeter to the eye, his fur fluffier, his ears slightly longer. His whole musculature gained a tiny bit of definition, his frame gaining a total of three inches in the process. Thanks to the added size he was able to pull away from the huge dick, coughing cum on the ground afterwards.

• “Wait... Why are you the one that grew? Isn't that supposed to be the reverse? And you're way too big for a simple servant!" Asked Howler, extremely confused.

Nathaniel got up, his height now matching Howler's. He grabbed his partner and threw him on the ground. Howler was lying on his back, unsure of what to do. Nathaniel got on all four above him, with his cock resting atop the other's one. His spire outsized the other by five inches, but it was nowhere near its girth. Since Nathaniel hadn't reached his orgasm, his dick was leaking very a constant stream of pre onto Howler's belly. He grabbed both spires with his hands and worked them up and down. With every movement, the silver wolf's dick expanded. It gained as much girth as it gained length, adding more size with every passing second. The flow of pre also increased as his balls expanded. His cock grew a total of two inches, making it twenty inches long and seven wide.

Nathaniel grinned at Howler, who gulped at the sight. He took his new husband's dick in his hand and adjusted himself so that it was pointing at his asshole. Howler moaned as the tip of his cock was forced in the awaiting hole. He grabbed with both his handpaws the pulsing dick of his Bride, returning the favour. It was coating his chest with an impressive flow of pre. Nathaniel pushed back, adding an inch in his asshole, moaning in pleasure. He worked the spire inside him with all his might, riding it like a beast in heat, pushing deeper with every backward thrust. He could feel the dick throb inside him, and he was pretty close to orgasm too, thanks to Howler's skilled massage.

There was only the knot left and he wasn't feeling full enough yet. He couldn't however let himself be tied tonight so instead of that, he poured power inside the wolf below him. The gray wolf moaned as his frame grew all around, his fur getting fluffier, his muscles gaining slightly more volume, his balls expanding, his dick lengthening and widening, everything grew by the second. Nathaniel was in complete bliss, so lost in lust that he increased the rhythm of the ride even though it should have become more difficult from the increasing width of the cock in him. Howler was getting close and started humping in his Bride's asshole, his dick throbbing madly. That, the expanding girth of the spire inside him, and his asshole being spread wider with each second sent Nathaniel to orgasm. His cock unloaded all the pent up pressure from the intense ride, waves after waves of hot cum showered the gray wolf's head. Howler drank as much as he could catch in his maw. Being soaked in his new Master's essence made him reach his own peak. He thrust his cock as deep as he could, until the knot was the only part of it left outside. The gray wolf spasmed and shot his load in the silver wolf once again. Every blast of cum was visible through the fur of the beast riding him, filling his belly even fuller. Both their flows continued for a couple minutes, coating and filling each other with warm essence.

When they were both done, Nathaniel let himself fall on Howler's chest. He licked his mate's face clean, and then rested atop the giant pectorals below. He was proud about how much control he had gained on his growth power, even though Howler was now ten feet and half.

• “That was great..." Said the Lord of the Song.

• “Yeah, it was." Agreed Nathaniel.

• “Though I must say this transforming was very strange."

• “How so?"

• “Well, usually, humans transform after the act. You transformed during it. And then it was you instead of me that grew. And... Wait a minute... How and when did I become so big?"

Howler's confusion about this all was kind of cute. Nathaniel allowed himself to rest a little. He was gently caressing the ears of his new husband, who was purring from the treat.

• “I love you." Said the Lord of the Song. He froze in surprise after he realized he said that. “Wait! No! I... uh... I don't know where that came from! The truth is, I love you! No! Ah! I did it again! What am I saying? But you know, You're... Beautiful. And I want to make you happy. Wait! What's happening? I! I..."

• “Shhh. It's okay. You don't have to say anything. I know. I love you too."

The gray giant wrapped his arms around the smaller wolf, relieved to hear that. They cuddled for a while, simply enjoying each other's warmth.

After some time, Nathaniel decided it was time to go. He pulled himself free from the cock of his new lover, unloading a lot of warm cum from his asshole. He then offered a hand to Howler to help him get up.

• “Now... I order you to tell me the truth." Said Nathaniel to the gray giant. “Who is your Lord and what is this Guide you were talking about earlier?"

• “My Lord is of no importance. We only obey to The Guide. He asks us to bring him humans so we of the Chosen Ones pack can transform them while strengthening our army." Replied Howler. His expression changed to one of surprise, before saying “Wait, why am I telling you all that?"

• “I am searching for the one responsible for the murder of a fellow servant of my Lord." Said Nathaniel, carefully omitting to say Kyle was under the King's Lordship. “Does your Guide allow such practices in order to strengthen your army?"

• “No! Absolutely not! The Guide is our spiritual chief, he preaches values like love and such!"

“While still preparing a war", thought Nathaniel. So it wasn't them that made it. Or if they were, this Lord of the Song didn't know anything about it. He sighed because of the lack of any lead on whom the culprit was.

• “Do you know anything about my Lord?" Asked Nathaniel, resuming the interrogation. “He's a chocolate coloured werewolf named Kyle. He's about seven feet tall and has yellow eyes. I was following his track until the forest outside the town, where I lost it. Where is he?"

• “He came to us the other day, throwing a tantrum and inquiring if it was us who killed his servant. He asked to meet with the Guide, who accepted. Our Master told your friend that he knew nothing, and so your Lord left. Gah! Why am I telling you all that, I'm not supposed to talk about sensible matters!"

• “Do you know where he went?"

• “He went west, towards the mountains."

• “Lead me there." Ordered the gray werewolf.

• “Gladly." Said Howler gently, before switching to a tone of surprise. “No! I can't!"

• “Does that mean you do not like me?" Asked Nathaniel while making a sad puppy face. It melted Howler's frail resolve.

• “No! I love you! Please don't cry, my Bride... I'll show you the way."

• “Thank you so much!"

Nathaniel was very happy, his plan worked almost too well. He got a new lover who was able to give him the information he needed. It wasn't so bad to make new husbands, especially if they are as pretty and fluffy as Howler. And the growth he got from it was nice too. Though, he had at some point to tell Howler about his powers. The gray wolf was holding his head in one hand, very confused about the whole situation.

• “What's happening to me? I don't understand..."

• “I'm no ordinary werewolf. I'm a Bride. And I made you into my husband. I just couldn't resist your charms, you're too beautiful and nice! We're now tied by a bond stronger than any Lord-Servant pact. Oh, and I made you grow, even though you will shrink back by tomorrow."

• “So that was why... Well, thank you, but... Forcing me to love you because of a spell is... unacceptable. I..."

Howler stopped. Two werewolves were yowling in the distance. Something was wrong.

• “It's those two! I have to go to them!" Said Howler, turning away to run towards the cries.

• “No!" Ordered Nathaniel. The gray giant stopped, bound by the order of his Bride. “Take me with you."

Howler grabbed Nathaniel and lifted him in his arms before running to the source of the yowls. There was a good chance the commotion was caused by whoever attacked Andrew. Upon arriving at the scene, the blonde werewolf from earlier was lying on the ground, covered in claw wounds. The dark gray werewolf was held high in the air by an eight feet tall werewolf darker than black. Nasty black smoke was emanating from his body, his eyes were entirely red and he was baring his fangs in a manic grin. Nathaniel felt his lover's claw dig in his flesh in anger. The dark gray werewolf struggled for a moment, but he gave in. His arms went limp as he fell unconscious. Howler put his Bride down, inhaled very deeply, inflating his lungs full of air. The shadow wolf let the dark gray werewolf fall on the ground and rushed to the blonde one.

Howler raised his head high in the air, releasing the accumulated breath. At this moment, the silver wolf understood why he had both his name and title. The breathtaking howl hit him with the strength of a shockwave, its sheer power made him fall on his back. It was powerful, yet gentle and beautiful. If it wasn't a life or death situation, Nathaniel would have loved marvelling at Howler's breath and song some more, but the monstrous black wolf was now facing the two lovers because of the howl. His grin got wider than before.

• “Yessss... More food..." Said the smoke-shrouded demon in a low growl.

Once his song was finished, Howler caught his breath and yelled, his face distorted by rage.

• “Don't you dare lay a finger on any of them! We'll kill you if you do!"

• “We?" Teased the black demon. “You two are not strong enough to stop me! You'll be fuel for me and my Master's power!"

• “I just called for my tribe's help, they'll be here soon! Even if I fall, you'll have all of the Chosen Ones on your track!"

• “Tch. I guess I'll have to finish before then!"

The black wolf dashed with extreme speed directly at Howler. The surprise attack didn't leave him enough time to dodge. Claws sliced the Lord of the Song's chest open. Howler was staggered, blood dripping abundantly from his wounds. He yowled in pain, falling on his knees. The wounds were completely black, the blood coming from it became black and was evaporating into the same dark smoke as the one coming from the monster's fur. Nathaniel was absolutely terrified. The demon slashed his friend open with little effort. They stood absolutely no chance of winning this fight. Howler whined and cursed as he fell on the ground, the pain twisting his face.

• “Flee! Save... Yourself!" Said Howler weakly to Nathaniel.

But Nathaniel couldn't move, paralyzed in fear. As the shadow was approaching Nathaniel, many howls were heard coming from the forest, approaching. The black monster scowled and turned away towards the two unconscious werewolves. Meanwhile, Nathaniel knelt next to Howler and touched his Core, grabbing some of the power he infused in it before. If he was able to use it to paint fur, he could try using it to close wounds. He bent the power and sprinkled it on the nasty wounds inflicted by the demonic wolf. Howler was groaning as pain progressively faded away. The cuts closed slowly as Nathaniel purified them from the darkness. It was exhausting, but he had to try saving Howler. He noticed that with each amount of power he took, his lover shrank a bit.

The black monster stood above the blonde werewolf. He used the smoke emanating from his body to draw out the Power Core of the unconscious man below. He then took it between his fangs and bit on it. It shattered in pieces and the power that escaped was trapped in the nasty dark cloud surrounding the shadow. The demon absorbed it all without hesitation. His victim transformed back into a human, drained dry of all power, while he grew, gaining size with every passing second.

Nathaniel was feeling light headed and disgusted at the depressing show, but at least his lover was well. Howler thanked him and they both stood up. They were collecting themselves to fight the demon. The shadow wolf faced them both, licking his lips. But Howler's pack was getting too close for him to risk fighting. He knew they would prevent him from doing anything, so he ran to the other unconscious werewolf. He lifted the dark gray giant and put him over his shoulder, conjured a thick dark cloud and disappeared in it, leaving no trace of him.

Howler yelled curses, before he and Nathaniel ran to tend to the injured human.

• “Can you do to him what you did to me?" Asked Howler, in tears. “Please! You have to!“

• “I'll try. I can't guarantee it'll succeed, though...“ Said Nathaniel.

• “I beg of you. Please. Draw out all my power if you must, but please save him!"

Nathaniel touched Howler's Core and took some more power. The human was healed by the Bride, but he still wasn't moving at all. While his body was much better, his mind was as shattered as his Power Core. That was it! Power Core! Nathaniel grabbed a huge amount of power from Howler and balled it in a sphere. He modelled it, compressed it and forged it into a new Power Core. He then put the newly created core in the man's body. At this moment, the human took a deep breath and coughed. It looked like he was safe, for now at least.

Both wolves sighed in relief. When Nathaniel looked at Howler, he realized how much power he had taken. His new lover had shrunk back to the size he was before he grew him. Howls were heard, the pack was only seconds away from them. But Nathaniel couldn't afford to let them see him and his powers.

• “Lead me to Kyle. Now!" Ordered the silver wolf. “I must not be seen by your friends!"

Nathaniel was unable to stand. He had no strength left in him. He was forcibly transformed back to human due to his sudden weakness. Howler lifted him and ran. Nathaniel fell unconscious, exhausted by the ordeal.

When Nathaniel woke up, it was already morning and he was feeling better. He cuddled to the wolf holding him, caressing the fluffy chest.

• “You're awake! How are you? Are you hurt?" Asked the worried Lord of the Song.

• “I... I'll be fine... Just tired." Replied Nathaniel.

• “Hey, uh... Thank you so much, for saving both my friend and I. I will forever treasure the life you saved yesterday. I'm sorry I rejected you earlier."

• “Thank you... Hey... Do you know who that was?"

• “I don't... I don't even know which pack he is from." Lamented Howler.

• “I'm sorry..."

• “There was nothing else we could have done. If anything, I'm grateful to you because thanks to what you did to me, we were close enough to save one of them."

Howler continued walking with the human in his arms. Silence fell. Nathaniel decided to break it by talking about something completely different.

• “What do you know about the packs around here?" Asked Nathaniel.

• “Uh? Well..." Started Howler, startled by the sudden change of subject. “There's the Chosen Ones lead by the Guide in the forest to the east of the city. I'm from this pack. Then there's the wealthy district pack, the gentlewolves. We don't know anything about them. Next, the Kingdom. We know little about it, aside from the fact they're in the city and that their chief calls himself King."

• “I know this one. He's a husband of mine."

• “Wait, what?"

• “Yes. I know you plan to go to war with them, but..."

• “No! I mean, he's a husband of yours? I'm not the only one?"

• “Well... Yes. You're my third husband."

• “Oh... The third? That's... Disappointing. I... I want you for me alone...“

Nathaniel laughed weakly. He nuzzled in his lover's soft fur.

• “So what are the other packs?" The human asked again.

• “Ah, right..." Said Howler, pulled out of his daydreaming. “There are the Silents. They're only four or five and when they Lord humans, they throw them away. We think most Lordless wolves were transformed by them. And finally, there are the Bloodthirsty Heretics. At least, that's how the Guide talks about them. I think their real name is the Blood Tribe. They're called like that because they put paint their fur with red markings all over their bodies during the Arena, a savage event of theirs. They live in the mountains and don't really like visitors. They were very hostile to many of us. That's where your friend went."

• “Okay. How far are we from there?"

• “We're almost there. I think your Lord's track should be around."

• “Hey, you're right! I can smell it! That's a relief... Could you put me down please?"

Howler put Nathaniel on the ground. The human was able to stand by himself now, though he was still feeling a little weak.

• “Do you want to come with me?" Asked the Bride.

• “Sorry... I'm afraid of the Heretics... And besides, I'm worried about Riddle and Wall."

• “Who?"

• “Riddle is the name of the werewolf you saved earlier. And we also have to search for Wall who was taken away by that shadow monster."

• “I see... I sincerely hope they're safe. But you're right, you should go help your pack, I'll manage by myself from now on."

• “Right. Thank you so much again."

Howler knelt and gave Nathaniel a loving kiss. Kissing a wolf as a human felt weird to Nathaniel, but he welcomed the attention. A sudden gust of wind arose, making Nathaniel aware of his nakedness. As he was shivering, Howler handed him a bag containing his clothes.

• “How?" Asked Nathaniel.

• “I... I went around and gathered them while you were resting." Answered Howler, avoiding his mate's eyes.

• “I see. Thank you."

It was obvious the gray wolf was lying. But it didn't matter that much.

• “Please be careful." Said Howler.

• “I will."

• “And also... I never caught your name..."

• “I'm Nathaniel, the Silver Bride. It would be great if you could keep this whole Bride thing a secret, though."

• “Silver Bride... That's a beautiful name! And I promise I won't say a word about all of that."

Howler hugged the human tight. They spent a minute cuddling before Howler broke the embrace.

• “Good bye, my cute Silver Bride. And please come by sometime!"

• “Sure will! See you later!"

Nathaniel got dressed and they parted ways after one last kiss. He scanned the place for Kyle's scent. Upon finding it, he resumed his search. It was much fresher than the previous track. Which meant it wasn't too long since he had gone through here. He climbed with ease the hill leading to the mountain.

He reached right under a plateau in the mountain. Construction noises could be heard nearby. He approached their source. A blowing horn resounded in the whole mountain and immediately, silence fell. He could hear the wind blowing. Something was up.

• “What business do you have here, stranger?“ A tall figure that stood on a rock above spoke.

A dozen werewolves painted in red markings surrounded Nathaniel, growling, claws and fangs bared.