"You came!" Exclaimed the gray luphanos Byron had met yesterday. The muscular bipedal wolf paused in rushing up to the black haired paladin as he noticed the other blonde haired human coming to stand next to the armored warrior. 

“Don’t worry. This is the friend I spoke of.” Byron explained in the other's tongue after looping an armored shoulder around Kurtis.

The gray lupine cocked his head to the side upon hearing these words, curiosity grew deep within his glowing amber eyes as he looked over the white robe wearing human that shyly waved back at him. A bark from Alexander made the wolfman look down at the white shepherd. The two spent several seconds communicating with each other in the way of beasts before the bipedal lupine suddenly flipped his head up and then stared wide eyed at the blonde haired man. Moving up to the priest the luphanos ran his cold, black nose across Kurtis’ chest and then down to his crotch before moving up to look him in the face. 

“He is your mate.” the luphanos said in a stunned tone of voice as he turned to look at Byron, who was trying his hardest not to break down in laughter.

“Yes he is.” the paladin finally replied after a few seconds. 

“Why not say earlier?” the gray wolfman asked curiously with a wag of his tail.

“Not used to calling him my mate in front of others.” The bipedal lupine gave Byron a bewildered look upon him mentioning this. “My kind not accept us together.” Which was the truth, all things considered. “Regardless, we need to go to your pack.” the gray luphanos nodded and then turned back towards the forest. 

Following behind the other as he went about his way Kurtis asked his lover exactly what that was about, to which Byron answered. Kurtis chuckled as well, though he was a bit curious as to why the other had seemed so shocked upon the revelation.

"I get the feeling that he's not well versed with many things having to do with human society." Byron answered as he held a branch out of the way so that the priest could pass through the low growing tree without getting his robes dirty, or well, any dirtier than they were becoming.

"Maybe that's why Alexander is behaving the way that he is towards him?" Kurtis asked as he looked to where his faithful shepherd was quietly tailing after the grey luphanos. 

Byron could only shrug his shoulders, as he honestly had no idea what was going on inside of the white canine's mind, and yet it was clear to him that something was up with their four legged companion, as he refused to return to their side when called.

A couple of hours later Bryon and Kurtis found themselves coming up to a pair of towering  luphanos, one black and the other dark brown, who stood guard in front of a large cluster of tents scattered about a glade nested next to a running river. From what Byron could tell it seemed as though the luphanos hadn’t been here for very long, which probably meant that the group had only recently settled within the forest. 

'More than likely because of the hellion that more than likely attacked their group.' Byron thought with a growl. 'I wonder if the creature is still around here someplace?’ Byron thought as he watched the gray luphanos greeted the pair with a few licks under the muzzle. 

The two larger wolfmen accepted the show of submission from the pup and soon began speaking with him, all the while Alexander moved to sit next to the other, much to the puzzlement of the guards. Byron paid the Alexander and the others little attention as he continued trying to piece together the possibilities behind the hellion's reasoning for attacking the luphanos here. 

‘If it is still around then I’ll need to speak to those that encountered the creature to try and get a good idea of what kind of hellion it was and what it could have possibly been doing so close to the capital.’ Byron found himself looking to the surroundings of the camp to try and see if he could find any possible sign of the creature, though he subconsciously knew that this would have been impossible unless it was foolish enough to try another attack right now.

Once the trio of luphanos finished speaking the guards moved aside to allow the humans and their shepherd companion entrance into the area. Upon getting into the center of the camp several bipedal lupine came up to sniff at the newcomers, most of them were held back by Alexander, the white shepherd not at all pleased at allowing so many unfamiliar creatures so close to his master and his master’s mate. It was only after being sniffed over by the shepherd that the others were allowed passage to Bryon and Kurtis. The crowd of luphanos were quick to sniff and then bark a greeting at the two humans as they brushed their cold, wet noses across Byron and Kurtis' necks and shoulders. A few curious pups attempted to get the others to play with them by nipping the two men on the shoulders, however Alexander quickly chastised them with a sharp growl, which in turn made their tails tuck themselves in between their legs while their ears dipped down onto the top of their heads. 

“Are you a healer?” an elderly luphanos dressed in a grass robe asked in the luphanos tongue as he came to stand before the two humans.

“My mate doesn’t speak your tongue. Can you speak the human tongue?” Byron asked hopefully. 

“I can, though not well.” The older luphanos replied calmly. 

“As long as you can get the basic meaning of your words across to him then all should be well.” The paladin said in return. 

Kurtis merely looked between the two of them curiously. 

“I am the shaman of this pack, young one.” The elderly wolfman answered the obvious question on the blonde haired priest’s face. “Can you come to heal the sick ones?” 

Kurtis nodded. “Yes I can.” 

“Then follow me.” The elder wolfman turned and waved over his shoulder for the blonde to trail behind him. 

Being the curious creature that he was Byron followed after the pair. 

A few seconds later the two humans found themselves at the far back of the camp where a single lonely looking tent had been erected. Bryon didn't bother asking the question he already as he watched the elder hold open the flap of the tent for his lover. When the blonde ducked inside the paladin held the flap open so that the elder could move in behind the other. After the two were nestled within the warm yet sour smelling interior Byron turned to look at Alexander, however the white shepherd was too busy playing around with some of the pups who had thought to toy with him to join up with them. Swiftly pulling himself inside the paladin looked around the torch lit area to see a sight that made both his and Kurtis' heart ache.

Nestled all about the area were about thirty luphanos resting on straw mats who all looked to have been severely tainted by the hellion poison. The two men couldn't help noticing that most of the luphanos were moaning and groaning while others were shivering as though they were trapped within a winter chill. That a number of them had obsidian scales growing along the fur of their bodies, not to mention horns sprouting out from the tops of their heads, was a source of great concern for the two humans, as this meant that they were well on their way to becoming hellions themselves. Byron turned to watch his handsome lover's face deepened into a scowl as this realization smacked him across the face. A deep sense of pride tugged at the paladin's heart as he watched his little blonde haired priest roll up his sleeves and then go over to a grey and white luphanos who appeared to be struggling against his unwanted transformation.

Gently laying his hands upon the sickly wolfmen, who coughed up black bile a second later, Kurtis closed his bright eyes and then began to whisper the words that he had been taught by the church. A bright yellow glow soon overtook his robe clad form as the magic of the gods rushed down from the heavens into his body and then through his hands into the heavily breathing beastman. The sight of the grey and white luphanos shivering and then moaning as his body slowly became awashed in holy light was complemented by the black scales on his body slowly falling away to reveal pale pink skin. Said skin soon became covered in dense fur as Kurtis' healing spell worked to purge the hellion poison from the trembling male's system.

Byron was swiftly dragged out from the tent by the gray wolfman that had brought him to the camp, much to his surprise. 

“Where are you taking me?” the black haired man asked before realizing that he had spoken in the human language. “Where are you taking me?” he said again in the luphanos’ tongue.

“To see the alpha.” the muscular lupine answered rather casually.

That made sense.

Byron could just imagine the thoughts that must have been going through the leader of this pack's mind at this current moment, after all, it wasn’t every day that a human went out of their way for someone not of their own species. Getting to the largest tent within the area and then being thrust inside by the gray luphanos the paladin found his mouth dropping in awe as he looked into familiar looking crimson eyes. 

“I can’t believe it.” The black haired man said as he looked at the naked midnight black wolfman sitting cross legged on the floor in front of him.

Howling Black Moon chuckled as he drew in a large puff from the pipe that he had at his lips. 
“My thoughts exactly.” The larger bipedal lupine snickered as he patted the empty space next to him. Byron quickly went over to plop himself down beside his old friend and former lover. “I never thought that it would be you who would come to save my pack, kid.” 

“I didn’t even know you had a pack.” The last time he had seen him Howling Black Moon had been a lone wolf that was working as a mercenary. “When did this happen?”

“About two months after we parted company.” The jet black wolfman admitted before taking another puff on his pipe. “I don't know whether it was fortune or fate, but I stumbled over a group of my people being attacked by some soldiers and thought to myself, well shit, I should do something about this." Howling Black Moon grunted. "I ferried those that survived from the region in question to someplace that I thought would be safer.” Howling Black Moon recalled the memories without much fondness. "That proved not to be the case, as you can imagine."

"What happened?" Byron asked as he noticed the tension which ticked along his old friend's lips making them flutter in what would soon become a very menacing growl.

“You wouldn’t believe me.” the luphanos whispered as he placed his head gently onto the human’s shoulder, all the while offering the other the pipe he was puffing away at. 

“Try me.” Byron said in obvious curiosity after carefully pushing the smoking pipe away from his face. 

The black wolfman chuckled but continued with his story. “Most of the lot here came from packs that had been destroyed by mercenaries, and so many of them were quite young when I gathered them up.” Howling Black Moon pointed outside his tent flap, which was still open, over to a trio that were laying together with one another. “Those three were from the same pack but had been hiding in an abandoned shack when I found them.” Byron noticed how the bipedal lupine in the center had his arms wrapped around the others while the luphanos on his right and left licked at his chin fondly. “The center one would have made a great alpha in another and place time, however, I made him submit to me because I don’t like chaos within my pack.” 

"You mean you…" There were a couple of ways to make a luphanos submit to one's authority, and in seeing the way that the crimson eyed luphanos smirked at him Byron could only nod in understanding.

“Those two over there,” Howling Black Moon moved his arm around letting Bryon focus on a bipedal lupine licking the face of a pup who had brought him a recently captured bird. “They’re brothers who were attempting to work on an old human's farmland before the locals forced them to leave by way of pitchforks to the tail.” Byron winced upon hearing those words. 

“Now those two over there,” The jet black wolfman rolled his clawed hand through the air to point to a pair of luphanos rolling around on the ground together. “They were two runts whose pack had been attacked by a hellion.” Byron blinked as he noticed the larger of the pair wrestle the other down and then bit against the back of the bound lupine’s neck in a sign of dominance. “As you can tell the one on the left had been trained to be a warrior and so he had been all too eager to join up with myself and the others after I kicked his tail.” Howling Black Moon chuckled as he looked down at the squirming human, he then licked his lower lip in a playfully lewd manner. “You have no idea how excited they were to feel my knot after I made the two of them submit to me.” The alpha male chuckled as he looked at his old friend squirming next to him.

“Fascinating,” Byron grunted as he felt a spot of wetness bloom onto the front of his breeches.

“I soon found that there were more and more of my kind which had been displaced by humans looking to wipe us from the land.” the jet black lupine stated quite somberly.

“I’m sorry.” Byron sighed as he bowed his head and then covered his face with both his hands. “I sincerely wish that my people were more tolerant.” It was a truth that the paladin had prayed over so many times now, however he had subconsciously come to terms with the fact that many humans were just naturally intolerant of others, and so…

“Don’t worry, I understand.” Howling Black Moon said after finishing another puff on his pipe. He then moved his head over to the side of the paladin’s face and then licked him. When Byron gaped the black lupine chuckled at him. “We all have to accept that there are those who can't help being who they are, and thus will do what comes natural to them.” The muscular wolfman whispered before sniffing across Byron's black haired head. 

He then let out a strong sneeze.

"Bless you." The paladin said while looking the black luphoanos over.

"Why do I smell bullshit coming from off of you?" 

"Huh?" That was the only articulant thing that Byron could think to say after hearing those words. 

"You smell," Howling Black Moon began before taking another strong sniff of his human friend. "Like someone whose been someplace that's very, very clean. Which is not something one would expect from a knight."

“Perhaps that's because I've become a paladin." Byron chuckled.

“Oh really?” Howlong Black Moon murmured before taking another drag from his pipe. "I guess you have quite a story to tell me then?" 

Byron nodded and then proceeded to go over the gap in time since he and the larger luphanos had been together in each other's presence. 

“Very interesting," The black furred wolfman nodded. "Though, I'm surprised that you're deciding to play at keeping a male lover while serving the gods that watch over humanity, as isn't against their rules to take the same sex for a lover?" Byron could only grunt at that. “Don’t worry, I’m not judging you. Though I am curious to see this...Kurtis was it?” The paladin nodded. "I'm surprised that you've kept the same mate, I would have guessed you would have been a man of a hundred conquests by now." Howling Black Moon guffed with laughter.

“Kurtis is the only man that I need." Byron snorted.

“I see.” Howling Black Moon nodded. “He must be a good man to risk the wrath of the your people over.” 

“He is.” Byron said with honest conviction.

“Good. I wouldn’t want some bastard toying with your heart, after all.” The black wolfman chuckled. Howling Black Moon breathed out another puff of gray smoke and then snuffed out the burning remains within his pipe with a finger. “And with that said, we need to talk about something.”

“About hellion that inflicted your pack with its blood?” Byron asked to be sure that the two of them were on the same page, as it were.

“Yes, though that may be somewhat hard to do.” Howling Black Moon growled while crossing his arms over his naked chest.

“And why is that?” 

“Because no one ever saw it coming.” the black lupine grunted. 

“What?” Byron blinked rather owlishly upon hearing this.

“All anyone knows is that they saw red eyes flash through the distance one night,” Byron blinked at that but couldn’t find the words to voice his thoughts before his old friend finished is statement. “After that something very large and very struck out at the pack.” Howling Black Moon snarled and then clenched his claws into fists. “Because everyone thought that it was me they let their guard down, but they forgot that I was sleeping in my tent at the time.” the black luphanos snorted. “I was woken up after the creature had fled the area, and I’ve just managed to gather enough hunters to go out and get the herbs the shaman needs to heal everyone.”

Byron said nothing for a few moments, his mind was in too much of a whirl to think of anything useful to say as he tried to imagine what the pack had gone through during that attack. The memory of battle against lesser hellions was something that Byron didn't actually take much pride in, as the lower caste of the creatures were not like men, who at least knew what fear was and could be talked down from a fight. No. Lesser hellions were monsters that knew only the pleasure of conquest or the silent admittance of defeat. There was nothing else within them, besides twisted perversion for which the church abhorred above all else. It was the reason why the love of two males for each other was so frowned upon, as lesser hellions would often be heard rutting together in the throes of the darkness by those who knew the sounds of passionate sex sounded like, or even worse, see the proof of such debaunchery should they happen to foolishly stumble over a pair or group of the creatures. 

Byron had always vehemently fought to contest that what he felt for Kurtis was pure and untainted by those within the ranks of the paladins who knew and were not afraid to openly judge him, but his words often fell on deaf ears. If only because so many were just too staunch in their refusal to believe that something such as what he and the priest shared was natural. The black haired paladin often wondered if the others were jealous of him, but he didn't dare try and ask, if only for fear of what may come from stroking that proverbial sleeping dragon, as it were.

A sudden question flew through Byron's mind. “Did you bring everyone here knowing that there were priests within the capital?” He asked as he turned to look the ruby eyed luphanos in the face.

“Yes.” Howling Black Moon nodded. “I wanted to just go out and kidnap one of the holy men from your church, but something told me to send out one of the pups instead, as hopefully they would invoke more sympathy for our cause.” the black wolfman unclenched his claws from the pads within his paws. “On hindsight that might have been my most stupid decision to date.” He said as he rubbed a paw over his face tiredly.

“It wasn’t very bright,” Bryon reached out to hug the larger lupine around the shoulders. “But I think anyone can understand your desperation, given the situation.” Howling Black Moon let loose a whine from the depths of his throat as he leaned forward to nuzzle his cold, wet nose into his former lover’s throat. 

The two stayed in their respective positions for several minutes before pulling away from one another. “I know that everyone was probably in a panic during the attack, but do you have any idea what kind of hellion attacked your pack?” Byron asked while fighting to ignore the growing hardness within his pants. If it was a lesser one then there was a chance that they could easily find and defeat it, however, if the creature was higher up on the tier list the creatures' species, then they might have a lot of problems to contend with in the future.

“No." Howling Black Moon said with a shake of his head, "No one was really able to see much, as it attacked us on a moonless night.” Byron hissed at that. “However, it seemed to have a point behind its attack, as it merely wounded those within the pack before running off instead of killing them out right.”

Byron cursed. That sounded like a plan which was far beyond anything your basic average lesser hellion could come up with. Which meant that at best they were dealing with a greater hellion and at worst...

“Do you have any idea what it could have been plotting?” The paladin didn’t like the sound of this at all. This felt too much like a possible plan being put into motion, but the paladin didn't understand exactly how the luphanos fit into things.

If the object behind everything had been to simply kill the pack then that would have been easy enough to do with another attack since the first had been so successful, however, if the plan had been to turn them then that was a waste of effort, as the process often took weeks to do, and from what it sounded like Howling Black Moon had been on the move the second he figured out what was going on. 

“No, and I didn’t want to find out.” Howling Black Moon shook his head rapidly. “That’s why I had everyone gather everything that we could carry and then move the pack to this location.” 

“I understand,” Bryon then let his lips pull down into a frown. “But you realize that you can’t stay here, right?”

“Of course.” Howling Black Moon replied calmly. “I had planned for us to travel across the northern mountains once everyone was healed.”

“That’s rather clever of you.” There were very few settlements that far north so the luphanos would be safe there. “Though there won’t be much help for you if you get attacked again.” 

“I know, which is why I’ve been wondering if I should rethink my decision.” Howling Black Moon didn’t like second guessing himself, however he had over fifty lives to think about, and so every choice he made had dire consequences attached to them. “I really need help right about now, but I don’t know where to turn to.” the black wolfman whimpered openly.

“I wouldn’t mind helping you make the journey.” Byron said after watching the sorrow literally ooze off from his old friend’s body.

“Y-you would?!” The shock on the luphanos muzzle was priceless right then.

“Yes, though I would need to get several things first, plus, I would need to see how Kurtis feels about this.” Byron assumed that his lover would want to come with him on this journey, however, needed to ask just to be sure. 

“If you decide to come with us PLEASE let me know, as this could change everything I had in mind going forward.” Howling Black Moon all but begged.

“Haha, I will, my friend.” the paladin chuckled before patting the other onto the head. When the black wolfman growled in warning at him Byron let out a hearty laugh. 

It took several days before Kurtis finished healing the sick, though by this time the blonde haired human was a mess of pale skin and sweat soaked hair. Despite this the priest had a bright smile plastered onto his face as he was surrounded by nearly three dozen happy luphanos, all of whom were happily licking his face. Alexander sat behind his master while looking over the jovial wolfmen, his muzzle wrinkled as a growl slipped from his muzzle, yet he calmed down when Kurtis reached out to stroke him across the back of the head. 

“Thank you, Kurtis.” Howling Black Moon said as looked down at the blonde haired human sitting on the floor.

“You’re welcome.” the priest huffed, his blue eyes flickered slightly as he tried to fight off the fatigue trying to nip at his mind.

“Alright you lot,” the black wolfman barked making all of the luphanos turned to look at him. “The healer is tired, so leave him alone for the rest of the night.” A couple of whines escaped the throats of the recently healed lupine but they slowly stood up and then left the healing tent after their alpha growled at them. Once the last of them were gone Howling Black Moon bowed his head and then spoke down to the now shivering priest. “I would like to talk to you more, but it is obvious that you need your mate to heal you.” the black luphanos turned to look at Byron who was standing quietly behind him. He then moved to the side to allow the black haired paladin to enter into the tent. “I’ll speak to you tomorrow, if you would like to rest here for the night.”

“We will.” Byron announced as he went over and then grabbed Kurtis right before he could pass out on the floor.

“Alright.” Howling Black Moon turned away and then closed the flap to the tent. “I’ll have the gray one bring some of today’s hunt later on tonight.” And with that the alpha left Byron to slowly strip his lover out of his clothing and then settle him down onto the floor. Gently guiding himself down behind the other the paladin found himself chuckling slightly when Alexander plopped himself in front of his master’s chest.

"You did excellent, Kurtis." Byron whispered into the priest's ear.

Instead of responding to him Kurtis let out a happy murmur before snuggling himself up to sleep.

Byron stayed awake for a few moments longer, as he needed to strip himself out of his armor, however, the gentle rhythm of his lover's heartbeat quickly drew him down into the depths of slumber. Alexander was the only one left awake when the gray luphanos arrived with with stripes of meat for the lot of them. The white shepherd happily took his share before butting the pup's legs to force him out of the tent. That Alexander went with the other was not missed by the gray luphanos.

The following morning Byron woke up when he heard the whispers of the gods within his head. Snapping open his green eyes the paladin looked around for the reason behind his sudden awakening, when he didn’t see anything the black haired man grumbled and then slowly pulled himself away from his slumbering lover. Stretching at get the kinks out of his muscles Byron yawned before looking down at the sleeping priest next to him. Seeing the tired smile on the blonde’s lips the paladin couldn’t stop himself from chuckling. Leaning down, he placed a small kiss onto the other man’s lips.

“Morning.” Kurtis whispered as he slowly blinked his blue eyes open. 

“Morning.” Byron replied gently as the priest lifted himself up and then yawned. “What hour is it?” 

“I’m not sure.” the paladin admitted honestly. “I just woke up.” 

Kurtis made a small noise within the back of his throat. He then flipped his head around wildly. “Where’s Alexander?” 

Byron blinked and then took notice of the fact that the white shepherd was nowhere to be found. “Maybe he’s out with the others?” 

After getting up and then putting his armor back on the pair walked out of the tent together and immediately began looking for the faithful shepherd. They failed to find him amongst the group of luphanos walking about the camp, and so made their way about the area to look for Alexander. Moving about the grove the two humans noticed two important things; one was the fact that it was very early within the day, as could be seen by how the black veil above them was slowly becoming a light blue, and the second was that all of the bipedal lupines were male. This might not have seemed like such an interesting fact, however it was something that made Byron lift an eyebrow in amusement as he wondered if Howling Black Moon had consciously made the decision to have only men within his pack.

“Is something wrong?” the gray wolfman that had brought them to the pack asked as he pulled himself away from where he had been sharpening one of his spears with a stone.

“Our feral is missing.” Byron replied to the young bipedal wolf as the other came up to them. “Have you seen him?”

“Yes.” The gray luphanos barked making several heads turn in his direction. “The alpha is speaking with him right now.” The other answered making the black haired man nod and then pull Kurtis in the direction of Howling Black Moon’s tent.

Upon getting to the luphanos leader’s sleeping area Byron opened the flap without thought and then ushered himself and Kurtis inside. What he saw when he got into the area was a sight that made him do and honest doubletake. 

“Good morning.” the jet black luphanos greeted as he jammed his hips forward into the squirming white bundle underneath him. “I was just thinking about you two.”

“Wh-what’s going on here?!” Kurtis asked in unrestrained horror as looked upon the larger bipedal lupine fucking his canine companion in the tail.

“Oh this?” Howling Black Moon asked with a playful chuckle on his voice. He then proceeded to speed up the furious thrusts of his hips, jamming his crimson colored cock deep into the worn insides of the squirming and whimpering shepherd’s ass. “Your companion here thought to try and challenge me early this morning while I was making my rounds about the camp, and so I’m teaching him the same lesson that I teach all of those within my pack.” The crimson eyed wolfman grunted and then slammed his hips forward, locked the small bulb which had been growing at the base of his throbbing cock deep into the white canine’s tailhole. “Which, very simple is, don’t fuck with me if you don’t want me to fuck you.” Howling Black Moon chuckled darkly as he felt his knot swell, tying him deep within the feral hound’s backside. 

Alexander let out low moans of surrender as the alpha male shot his spunk deep inside his body, the heated mass of fluids caused him to pant and then groan as he was filled for several seconds without end. That his own cock had slipped free of his sheath and was now spurting out yellowish goo onto the front of his chest was not missed by either human, however, they chose to say nothing about this, as they were still somewhat stunned by the show of animalistic aggression which had just played itself out in front of them. 

“Don’t worry,” Howling Black Moon snickered as he leaned forward to run his tongue along the underside of the whimpering shepherd’s throat. “Now that he knows who the boss is between us we won’t have anymore trouble between us, right, Alexander?” The feral canine dipped his ears down onto the top of his head as he heard the question. “Good boy.” Once the black bipedal lupine finished showing his dominance over the feral hound he turned his complete focus back onto the two humans staring wide eyed at him. “Now what can I do for you two so early within the day?”

“W-we…” Byron tried to say but found that his throat had gone dry from the sight of the luphanos’ thick red cock plumbing the depths of the white shepherd's rump. Licking his lips and then coughing the paladin slowly found his voice. “We wanted to talk with you about plans to help move your pack over across the north mountains, right?” Byron turned his head to regard his gobsmacked lover. The blonde haired man didn’t have the mind to speak his thoughts right then as he looked to see Howling Black Moon’s plump balls twitch and then jump in between his legs as he continued to dump cup fulls of seed deep within his hound’s ass.

“That’s good to know.” the black wolfman chuckled as he lowered Alexander’s leg back down onto the ground and then moved himself around so that he leaned over the top of the shepherd. “We could really use the help.” The alpha male said while patting the space next to him.

Talks between the three of them lasted for nearly an hour as both Byron and Howling Black Moon plotted out the route that they would take and the supplies which they might need for their journey. Kurtis chimed into the conversation only after the leader of the pack’s knot became small enough where he could remove himself from the worn depths of the now slumbering shepherd’s backside. Upon seeing the red tapered organ in its full glory both men found themselves slightly stumbling over their words as the large mass of flesh pulse in between the luphanos’ legs. Howling Black Moon playfully chided them for being so distracted making both men blush slightly. 

“Perhaps we can speak more on the two of you getting a chance to experience the pleasure of being underneath me.” the jet black lupine chuckled as he made a lewd display of thrusting his hips forward towards the pair. 

Byron coughed as he waved off such a thought, not to mention the musk soaked air which seemed to be clouding his senses. Howling Black Moon let out a huff of laughter at this but quickly returned back to the conversation at hand. Another hour passed before the pair decided that they had a good enough plan set into their minds, once finished speaking the paladin and priest picked themselves up and then called out for Alexander to get up and follow after them. 

“Why don’t you leave him here with the pack?” Howling Black Moon offered when the two humans noticed that their feral companion was not waking up from his slumber, that his tail wagged within his sleep was the only reason as to why Kurtis didn’t go over to check on the other. “You’ll be back soon enough anyway, and by the time you do Alexander should be up and running about the camp.” 

“I suppose that would be for the best, seeing as he doesn’t want to get up right now.” Byron chuckled while shaking his head.

“You of all people should know how good I am at what I do.” Howling Black Moon panted as he stared into the black haired man’s face. Byron could only squirm in place as those words greeted his ears. The bipedal lupine let out a howl of laughter as he watched the priest turn to blink owlishly at his lover. “I guess he didn’t tell you about how much fun we had together while he was preparing to be with you.” 

“I can’t say that we shared stories over your exploits with one another.” There was a small hint of jealousy within Kurtis’ voice, but it was quickly snuffed out by what Howling Black Moon said next.

“Don’t worry, I’d be more than happy to show you what you missed out on once the two of you return.” Howling Black Moon said as he reached out and then began stroking over Alexander’s backside.