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Lan considered his options.
To fuck or to fight.
It was the second night of their trial period. Valentine’s packmates had been taking full advantage of the plentiful bodies and desperate displays of devotion. Lan understood their pitiful efforts, but he hardly wanted to join in.
They could have it all. One less wolf to compete with must’ve been a relief and exactly why no one bothered him. Even the packmates started to steer clear after the first day and night amounted to nothing but angry snubbing.
After all, what proud wolf would grovel for a toy’s attention?
But as night fell on the second day, the packmates shook with excitement. It became apparent why when Lan and the others were led away from their temporary quarters and deeper into the woods.
They emerged nearly an hour later in a meticulously arranged clearing. Moonlight spilled over large, flat stones positioned around the perimeter. There were enough for all of the packmates and that observation quickly brought reality into focus.
Lan held back a growl, but he knew his scent must’ve changed because laughter soon followed.
“The Annoying One already hates it.”
He didn’t know nor care who had spoken. They were right. He did hate it. The others were immediately hurrying forward though as they realized what was happening. All around him, Lan watched fellow undesirables shift back into Human form.
Their bodies bore invisible bruises and scratches. Phantom marks from being used and abused by whoever would take them. Lan turned his snout away, refusing to join in this mockery of a selection process. It was just more power games. Humiliating displays of dominance meant to break their already broken spirits.
“We have a special tradition in the main family.”
Lan reluctantly looked up, seeing Nyx standing in the center of the clearing. This was the same wolf who’d led them to their quarters on the first night. His cold features were unforgettable and his reputation even more so.
He was now surrounded by the other packmates. Valentine was notably missing from the line-up. The other alpha, Tao, was also missing.
It made sense. Why would either of them play these games? They were proud leaders and had no reason to join in or dictate the wolfpack’s fun.
Nyx. Remember it.
Lan hadn’t even had a chance to forget him. He’d made his presence known in a different way. Those who approached him were given the harshest treatment. Brutalized and fucked within an inch of their lives. No one intervened but everyone watched. It was hard not to when the wailing was so loud.
The blood splatter was always thick and dark after he finished.
No one touched the wolves he used. There was nothing left to salvage, after all.
Nyx spread his arms, muscles rippling beneath swirling tattoos. “We call it the Presentation. It’s a chance for you to showcase all you have to offer.” He grinned, baring large fangs and an unsavory joy. “Take your seats.”
At once, the packmates dispersed, settling down on their respective stones. It was a poor imitation of bedding and grandeur. A mockery of love and affection.
“For those presenting their bodies, choose a packmate and provide your services with enthusiasm,” Nyx ordered. “Many of you have been practicing very well until now, but tonight is different. A majority of us will claim our favorites at this event. You’d do well to outshine your fellow competitors.”
Before he even finished speaking, the undesirables were gearing up.
In a flash, they darted off to their preferred packmates. All of them already knew who would treat them best and how to best pleasure their targets. They’d been shuffled around so much that everyone must’ve experienced everyone else already.
Except for Lan.
He was actually somewhat startled when everyone cleared out around him. It was naïve, but Lan had hoped at least one other wolf would think similarly. Maybe they could’ve banded together after identifying mutual disdain for this entire process.
Yeah. As if. Lan scoffed at the fantasy.
Around him, he heard the sounds of sucking and moaning, and wet holes being stretched again and again. It was a little too familiar now. Did it ever get boring? Monotonous? Or was it different when you were drowning in it?
“And you?”
Lan tilted his head back, finding Nyx looming over him. His expression was calculating. Closed off. A stark contrast to the excited way he’d been speaking moments ago. His body was thick and heavily muscled even in Human form and he absolutely towered over Lan. Would still tower over me even if I wasn’t a wolf right now.
Nyx pushed his long, black hair back and crouched down to eye Lan. “Are you stubborn, stupid, or playing hard to get?” He reached out, scratching lightly at the wolf’s ear. Lan flinched but forced himself not to run from the hand.
It wasn’t violent yet. Nyx hadn’t bothered to target anyone in particular. If someone stepped in his path though, he took their desperation in stride and satiated whatever sadistic pleasure brewed inside. Someone like him was clearly an important member of the pack and nothing he did could ever change that.
Abusing a few undesirables was hardly cause for concern.
Nyx settled down on the ground and bodily dragged Lan onto his massive lap. Their size difference was more than intimidating. He must’ve been nearly seven feet tall and thick as a tree trunk. In wolf form, Lan didn’t even want to imagine how gargantuan he looked.
It was a genetic imbalance that put them at odds now. Lan couldn’t change the Human blood coursing through his veins. He stood at a mere six feet and could easily pass for any average city walker. Among wolves, he was pitifully small.
As such, when he was hauled into Nyx’s arms, he couldn’t escape without making a scene.
“It’s smart of you to stay in this form,” he remarked, running a large hand down Lan’s back. “They’d split you in half in your Human guise.”
Lan suppressed a growl, back muscles rippling in anticipation as Nyx continued stroking his fur. It felt disgusting but he remained as still as possible. Angering this person was a mistake. Anyone could tell that from a glance.
“You’d rather risk being a lone wolf than to be pleasured for life?” Nyx muttered, sounding almost thoughtful at the revelation.
What part feels good? Lan couldn’t comprehend the logic. Was being split in half fun? Getting fucked until every orifice tore and bled? Having to pretend giant wolf cock was enjoyable rather than a nightmare?
He bristled.
Strong fingers rubbed his ears again, surprisingly gentle. Lan didn’t trust it. He tensed more, blunt claws scraping at Nyx’s bare inner thigh.
“An interesting Presentation, Lan.”
Lan gazed into the dark forest, doing his best to ignore the cold feeling settling in his gut. The fingers in his fur were light. Deliberately gentle. A mockery of kindness that only made him increasingly uneasy.
Let it end soon.
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