The eyes glowed, while the ivory teeth— still bared— glittered.

The body was abused by prey and the scent so intoxicating kept teasing it but it could not eat!

Why would it continue to be teased like this? The Hyena Guardian released another laugh, tracing with a low, lengthy growl from deep within its throat. Deep within the forest, the creatures who heard it all froze. The three wolves who were following growled low but licked their lips. The eldest of the three had a deep look within his beautiful cloudy grey-blue eyes. His little pig had become a predator. If before, the brothers who had fought and lost their precious female had thought in a way she was unworthy of them, now they thought she was more than worthy. A female that is theirs to claim, take, mark and watch as soon she swelled with their young.

The three wolves inhaled this foreign scent, nostrils flaring from excitement, tails waving at a female who was much more powerful than a she-wolf. The scent which should disgust the wolves caused them to release low yips in excitement.

The large lone beast who did not belong to this plane shuddered but feared not. She knew very well that these beasts were beneath her.

For an existence like hers, she was beyond their reach, with her goal only to stand at the top and look down at those she was forced to protect.

Even if she had a slight attachment to these wolves that made her somewhat confused, she knew her duty very well.

The Hyena made a low sound unique to her kind. The dark green spotted fur blended well among the trees as she patrolled.

A moment later, there was a blood-curdling screech and the strong scent of blood.

The middle wolf walked with the prey in his Jaws flanked by the two brothers cornering the Hyena female.

Looking at her closely, the wolves found that she was not sleek like a she-wolf or plump like a sow. Her form was covered in unkempt, spotted green fur. The lupine Jaws were larger and from the shape, stronger.

Those eyes were cold, void of the amorous feelings most female-kind carried, unconsciously seducing unsuspecting males. Her hind legs were shorter, making her back low. The fore-paws were longer, giving her a somewhat barreled look. The ears were rounded and perked on top of her head. Along her spine to the middle, the fur was longer, falling almost like a mane. And on her chest there was a gem shaped mark, like a rare spade.

When the female beast parted her Jaws, sharp triangular teeth were exposed. The barbed tongue was flat, but when she exhaled there seemed to be a smoky cloud, spreading to surround her and the nearby greenery, making it seem as though area was much colder than the actual temperature.

When she spoke, the wolves could not help but to be enthralled by it. ‘Beast males, why are you following this great one? Do you wish to become this one’s meal to fill this one’s empty stomach?’

The words were directly spoken into their minds. Outwardly majestic, they heard the strange laughter coming from her. But the laughter which should force them to retreat in fear caused their marrows to feel calm.

Even though her voice was majestic enough to strike fear in the wolves, it had musical undertones, drawing the three who had returned with the prey.

The second brother Wolf dragged the oversized prey within his jaws, flanked by his two litter mates. The three had worked together to capture it. The pelt was a pretty striped green, and the meat was known to be quite tasty.

They seemed to be rather lucky today. Perhaps it was because of the rare sight of the moons or the beast the three had recognized as their mate.

Leaving the prey before their yet-to-be claimed female, they retreated.

The female looked down at the almost dead prey and bared her fangs, releasing a threatening laugh.

The three wolves were at a far enough distance that she could eat without worries. While they watched on, they could not help but to admire the way she devoured the prey.

Watching the female eat, the second wolf thought that the pig, ‘guised as a predatory beast they had acknowledged as their own, was the most beautiful sight. Her beautiful head was down, her ears were slightly peeled back. The muzzle was dipped in the carcass of the prey, stained with red blood. Her jaws parted, closing around a generous amount of flesh. Tearing it from the source with a tug of her head, tilting it back, she swallowed the meat with a flourish. The wolves found her way of eating alluring, even when she dispatched the bones, leaving the pelt of skin.

The wolves were fascinated.

Comparing her way of consuming prey with the females of their kind, they found that she-wolves seemed rather delicate in comparison.

Perhaps it was because she was their future mate that they thought so. Or maybe in the power she subconsciously exuded. All in all, the wolves thought that she looked extremely attractive, regardless.

The eldest Wolf stood tall, showing all of his good sides. His coat glistened in the moonlight. His fore claws were clean. Flicking his ears back and forth, he leaned forward to stretch, hating secretly that his coat was presently too thick to show off his musculature. Either way, he was a magnificent young alpha, so he felt confident in himself.

On the other hand, the third Wolf spared his brothers a glance before summoning the energy to speak to his beloved female.

He thought he could use this time to please their future female, so she could both acknowledge them and accept them as her mates.

Normally, a male wolf would have one she-wolf, but the brothers were different.

They knew how hard it was for wolves to protect both their female and pups.

Their world is dangerous. Enemies are on all sides disguised as allies.

Among those that ruled, the pigs are the most favored because of their luck and the ability of a Sow, who can enter a mother’s rage when her young are threatened.

What is even more rare among pigs was that they were the only species who could breed with any other and produce powerful young. From the litter, one would be a pig, but the other would possess the genes of the male. Those genes selected would be enhanced several times, making the young extremely powerful. Some wanted to destroy the pigs, others wanted to find that rare one and raise for their use. Either way, the pigs are a species to envy and covet.

For the wolves, they felt lucky, for they were sure they had found the one pig who could satisfy all three of them, producing powerful offspring.