“Is it true, Paladin Byron?” The king asked as he looked down at the black haired man currently prostrating himself on the red carpeted floor before him. “Did you actually cross paths with a group of luphanos?” 

“Yes, sire.” The paladin tried to hold back his annoyance as he listened to the surrounding knights and lords whisper amongst themselves about the dangers this presented but it was hard to keep his face straight in light of some of the suggestions that he could hear amongst those within the service of the kingdom. 

“And what is the reason that you didn’t slay them?” The king looked down at the younger man with a deep frown tugging along the corners of his weathered lips.

“They proved not to be a threat to either myself or the kingdom, your majesty, as such, I saw no reason to draw my blade upon them.” It was a truth that held more information that he was willing to share with anyone within the room.

“You’re not seriously saying that the creatures can be trusted, are you?” The high priest asked in stunned confusion from his place off to the king's right side. 

“I wouldn’t go that far, your grace, however I see no reason to make an enemy of the pack.” More whispers spread throughout the throne room at this point making Byron roll his eyes. 

“Then what do you suggest should be done with regards to them, Paladin Byron?” The king asked after stilling the high priest’s tongue with a swift glare.

“The luphanos are looking to pass through the kingdom without incidence, given that fact, I would like to escort them from this country so as to make sure that they have no reason to return. ” Byron admitted honestly much to everyone’s surprise. 

“Are you sure that this is a wise decision, paladin?” The high priest asked. “What if this is some sort of trap being elaborately put into place by these creatures?” 

“I am more than capable of defending myself, should that come to pass, your grace, as the power of the gods stands firmly within my breasts thanks to the oaths that I still uphold.” Byron fought the urge to snicker at this point. “However, I don’t believe that there is any need for concern, as the luphanos are simply beasts of the land seeking out their best chance for survival, and since we have nothing to offer them, they will leave and not return to this land once they pass on about their way.” Byron finished.

“If you believe this to be true, then I give you permission to attend to this matter, paladin,” The king stated, yet before the black haired man could continue the weathered man made a statement which chilled the green eyed man to the bone. “However, should they return I would demand that you put them to the sword, as we cannot allow them to continue to stalk the forests surrounding the kingdom.”

“Especially not with reports of a hellion stalking about the land.” The high priest interjected.

Byron swore under his breath, yet he was thankfully able to repress the anger bubbling within his belly.

“I understand, sir, and I will gladly see to my duty should such an occurrence come to pass.” Of which he meant slaying the hellion, Bryon would never lift his hand against any of the luphanos, however none of the humans present needed to know that part.

“Then go and do as you must paladin.” The king ordered. “But be quick to return, as plans are being made to route out this hellion menace which plagues my lands.” 

“I thank you, sire.” Byron lifted himself up from off of the floor and then bowed before the king.

An hour later Byron found himself waiting in his room at the inn for Kurtis to return with the provisions that he had asked the other to retrieve. The blonde haired priest found his way back to the room a few minutes later with a large rucksack strapped tightly over his shoulders.

“Did you get everything?” The paladin asked with a chuckle as he noticed the slightly worn look on the younger man’s face.

“Haha, very funny.” Blue eyes glared playfully at the larger man as Kurtis went over to a nearby table and then set his leather bag down onto the table. “And yes, I did.” Opening the flap both Kurtis and Byron looked over the various scrolls and vials which were carefully set within the interior of the rucksack. “I just hope that this will be enough for everyone once we get across the north mountains.” Kurtis worried his bottom of his lip with his teeth as he internally thought over what exactly he and his lover were about to do.

A strong arm reached around the younger man’s waist making him blush slightly. “Everything will be alright.” Byron whispered into the priest's ears as he nuzzled his stubble covered chin across the side of his younger lover’s neck. Kurtis chuckled as the scratchy feel of the other’s would-be beard brushing over his sensitive skin. “With that said, we should hurry back to the pack before someone gets the bright idea of sending a spy to follow after us.”

“You think the king would do such a thing?” Kurtis asked with an air of trepidation lining his voice.

“I’m more worried about the high priest at this moment.” That the head of the church was frustrated with the presence of a hellion within the midst of the kingdom was not a surprise to either of them, however only Byron knew of the depths of fear and irrationality for which ran through the older man’s mind when it came to such a creature. 

“I see.” Kurtis sighed. “Let’s go then.” The blonde haired man closed the rucksack and picked it up from off of the table. “You’ll have to let me go if you want me to put this over my back again, Byron.” The priest chuckled.

“Of course.” The black haired man said after kissing his lover onto the side of the neck.

Half an hour later the two of them were making their way out of the capital and into the nearby forest. As expected the gray luphanos Byron had met early was waiting to take them back to the area where the pack was camped. The two humans nodded to the muscular lupine, who in turn came over to lick the both of them onto the face. Laughing at the puppy-like antics of the bipedal wolfman, the pair followed the other in silence through the forest. 

Once they returned to the group Kurtis went to speak with the shaman while Byron returned to Howling Black Moon’s side. Byron quickly fell into place next to the alpha luphanos as he went about the tasks set before him, of which included speaking to the various scouts who had gone ahead to make sure that the way was clear for them to travel, and checking over the provisions of meat and herbs that they would be taking with them across the mountain. Several hours later the camp was packed up and the luphanos, their human companions, and Alexander were making their way towards the nearby mountains. Howling Black Moon led the march forward while Byron remained at the back to watch out for any potential threats which might come their way. Kurtis, meanwhile, stayed within the center of the pack next to the shaman, Alexander, and the gray wolfman that they met earlier. Both the youngest and oldest members of the pack seemed to be contained within the center of the group, as if everyone was subconsciously aware of the protection that these two age variances needed.

While traveling with the wolfmen on their way through the forest Byron couldn’t help but notice how affectionate all of the luphanos seemed the be towards one another, as more than once did he spy two of the bipedal wolves licking at each other’s faces and ears as they walked, while some were even holding paws with each other as they continued to make their way through the forests towards the northern mountains. The sight of all of this put a smile onto the paladin’s lips, though that smile was slightly replaced with shock and anger when a warning of danger flew through his head from the gods above.

“Look out!” Everyone stopped on a coin and then turned around to regard the paladin right as he drew his sword found out of his sheath.

Seconds later a dozen arrows flew through the trees towards the group. Several went down from the attack, yet most remained uninjured as they pulled in close to one another. Howling a call to battle, Black Moon was quick to bark out orders after he ran back to check on the injured, thankfully enough both Kurtis and the shaman went to work helping to pull the arrowheads from those who had been attacked. Splitting the pack into two groups Byron found nearly two dozen very angry wolfmen standing next to his side. 

“Come out from hiding, cowards.” Howling Black Moon roared as foam threatened to bubble up across the side of his muzzle.

A few seconds later several hirsute looking men stepped out from the shadows of the trees to engage them. 

“What do you think you’re doing?” Byron asked as he looked over the mercenaries which were slinging their weapons across their shoulders while sneering at the black haired man.

“Coming to collect these beast’s pelts.” This made Howling Black Moon’s lips wrinkly upwards as a furious snarl tore free from his throat. “How about you come on our side? We’d give you ten percent of the share for helping us kill these creatures.” 

Byron spoke without thought after hearing these words. “I would suggest that you leave,” The paladin said while drawing his sword up so that the tip pointed at the man who was more than likely the leader of the group. “Before you find yourselves skinned alive.” 

The rapscallion chuckled at that. “Don’t say that I didn’t try to be nice.” When the man lifted his hand into the air Byron found himself moving without thought. 

Dipping his sword down and then bringing it forward into an arch the paladin sliced off the other human’s hand before he could give the signal. Blood painted the air at the same time a scream of pain resounded throughout the forest. Howling Black Moon let out a sharp bark which sent the pack rushing forward with fangs bared and claws drawn. 

The rest of the mercenaries fought back as best as they could but they were no match for the ferocity of a group of angry bipedal wolfmen barreling down upon them. Because Byron was no stranger to war and conflict he didn’t lose his breakfast as he watched the pack tear the men apart, the bloody sight of gore splattering about the area was nothing more than a fact of the matter as he cleaved through one of the mercenaries who had swung an iron battle mace at him. The short battle ended when Howling Black Moon lifted the handless mercenary leader by his neck after all of his other men were dead. Letting the man see what remained of those who had attacked his pack the black wolfman snickered at the terrified man before bringing him down to his face. 

“Now what was that you said about skinning my pack alive?” 

Before the human could get a word out Howling Black Moon released his neck letting the other drop to the ground. However, instead of allowing the other to go free the blood splattered bipedal lupine dove forward locking his jaws around the human’s throat. Biting down and then shaking his head like a wild dog the leader of the pack let the screaming mercenaries cries be heard by all within the area for several seconds before he shattered the other’s windpipe with a hard snap of his fangs. Letting the now dead human fall to the ground Howling Black Moon pulled back and lifted his head to howl out a cry of victory. His joyful song was soon followed up by all of those luphanos singing their praise along with their alpha. 

Byron could only watch this happening with a neutral stare.

When his song of victory came to an end Howling Black Moon went over to each of his packmates to check them for injuries. A few had sustained some cuts and abrasions, but nothing major, however despite this the jet black wolfman still licked over each of those who had been injured in a comforting gesture of silent apology. 

“Kurtis will be able to fully heal them once we get back to him.” Byron offered gently as he watched his old friend come over to sniff at his neck and shoulder. 

“I know,” Howling Black Moon said as he knelt down to place his snout against the front of the paladin’s chest where his shirt had been torn. “but a good alpha makes sure to do whatever can for those under his care.” 

“Heh, and you’re such a good alpha.” The black haired man chuckled as he reached out to pat the larger wolfman onto the top of his head. 

“Watch it you!” Howling Black Moon growled playfully as he pulled himself up onto his feet. “A good alpha also punishes those who forget their place in the pack.” He said while shoving his bloodsoaked nose into the human’s face. 

“A good thing I’m not a part of the pack, right?” The paladin chuckled at this, meanwhile Howling Black Moon merely stared at him with an indecipherable look in his eye.

“We were lucky this time.” Kurtis said with a tired smile as he had just finished helping to heal the wounded by the time Byron and the others returned. “I don’t want to imagine what would have happened had you not given your warning, Byron.” the priest stated.

“We owe the gods for their timely warning.” the black haired man chuckled. 

Alexander came up to the paladin to whimper at him, the white shepherd asking the question that his muzzle wouldn’t allow him to speak.

“I’m fine, boy.” the paladin bent down to rub the canine across the ears. This got a happy bark from the feral canine. 

Once everyone was healed Howling Black Moon returned to the front of the pack while Byron returned to his place at the back. Their march forward was made just a little slower this time around as everyone was emotionally worn from what had just happened, not to mention more than a little on edge. That the pack was able to get to the edge of the forest just before night was about to fall was a blessing, as it allowed everyone the opportunity to find a river to wash up in and game to hunt for dinner tonight. Byron skinned the deer which were brought for everyone while Kurtis helped to roast the meat with those who were taking charge over such a duty. By the time everyone’s belly was filled the luphanos settled down to cuddle up with those they were close to while leaving the alpha to speak with the humans. 

“Thank you for your help, Byron.” Howling Black Moon said with a small smile covering his muzzle.

“You’re welcome, my friend.” The black haired man nodded as he wrapped an arm around the priest that was dozing off next to him.

“You know,” The bipedal lupine began to say as he moved to sit on the paladin’s side opposite to Kurtis. “I would appreciate the two of you sticking around while we set up our village beyond the northern mountains.” 

“While I would like to do such a thing, we are on borrowed time,” Byron bowed his head sadly before chuckling. “I’m sure that the king is going to have some choice words for us once we return anyway.” 

“I see.” Howling Black Moon nodded. “Then I won’t bother asking you about this again, though I would appreciate spending some quality time with you before you left, kid.” The alpha male said teasingly.

Byron laughed making Kurtis stir slightly within his arms. “I think that can be arranged.” 

Howling Black Moon barked happily and then leaned forward to lick the human across the side of the face. 

The days to follow found the pack traveling in relative peace as they crossed the plains towards the northern mountain, the scent of the coming autumn filled everyone’s noses with the crisp smell of dying grass and the coming rains. While traveling up the mountains Byron found himself watching over Kurtis with a careful eye, as the young priest had never been on such a strenuous journey before. So of course when the blonde accidently took a misstep and then nearly fell down the side of a cliff Byron’s heart nearly burst from his chest. Thankfully Howling Black Moon had seen what had happened and so raced down the side of the mountain to catch him before the other could disappear forever down the gloom. Byron found himself amused as he watched his lover flush while getting sniffed over  by the black wolfman once he was placed back where he belonged.
Once they were able to cross the mountainside everyone looked over the expansive area that was spread out before them with a mixture of awe and surprise.

“This place is beautiful!” Kurtis said as he gazed across the valley littered with trees which were slowly changing from their vibrant green color to rich reds, oranges, and browns. 

“And completely unknown to most people.” Byron said as he stepped up to his lover. Alexander padded over to his master and his master’s mate followed by the gray wolfman that the shepherd had recently been trying to befriend. “You’re going to have to map this place in order to learn the edges of your new territory.” The paladin told Howling Black Moon when he black luphanos made his way next to him. 

“Yes will, but we’re going to have to do that later.” The jet black lupine wagged his tail as he spoke loud enough for everyone to hear. “Right now we’re going to set up camp and then hunt!” That got a round of howls from the rest of the pack. “Would you two mind staying for the night?”

The paladin looked to his lover, who in turn nodded back at him, he then looked up to see the sun falling across the sky. “I think we can.” Byron nodded.
 
“Good!” Howling Black Moon nodded.

For the rest of the day Byron and Kurtis worked with the rest of the luphanos to get their camp set up, Howling Black Moon having moved the group to a nearby forest which looked down over a nearby waterfall. Those who could hunt went out to try and find what prey they could, and upon their successful hunt the group brought back more than enough bucks and moose for the pack to both skin and eat. The hides of the dead animals would be made into new tents and sleeping mats, while what meat was leftover would be dried into strips of meat for the coming autumn. Kurtis spent most of the evening helping out cooking, the priest teaching some of the older wolfmen how to make roast vegetables after finding some wild ones growing about the forest. Most of the luphanos didn’t know what to think about the new meal, however they all agreed that the sweet potatoes that they got to munch down were delicious.

After the night’s meal was consumed and everyone was ready to bed down for the evening Alexander got up and went with the gray wolfman.

“Haha, it seems that your hound has found himself a mate.” Howling Black Moon chuckled as he looked to see both the feral and pup’s tails wagging behind them. 

“I wonder if he’ll want to stay here then?” Kurtis asked aloud, though he obviously didn’t mean to as he immediately gasped and then turned his head to the side to clear his throat.

“Why don’t you ask him that question in the morning?” The jet black lupine said as he got up to stretch. “Right now I want to end tonight with the two of you in my tent.” Kurtis blushed as these words rang across his ears. 

Both Byron and Kurtis turned to look at one another upon hearing these words. The pair spoke without words as they made gestures towards one another that only they could understand. Finally, after their conversation came to a close the paladin turned to look at his former lover and then nodded. Howling Black Moon couldn’t stop himself from letting out a triumphant bark at that point.

Making their way into the alpha male’s tent the two men found themselves looking on in amusement as Howling Black Moon made a show of flaunting himself in front of them before settling himself down crossed legged. The young priest blushed and then hid his face within the side of Byron's shoulder while the paladin let out a burst of laughter. The black haired human then turned to his lover and then stroked his hand down the side of Kurtis’ face and chest. The blonde haired priest smiled at him knowingly as he reached out to slide his slim hand down the length of his larger lover’s chest to where his pants lay. Reaching down to unbutton the front of the paladin’s worn leggings Kurtis turned to look deep into the other man’s eyes. Kurtis’ heart nearly fluttered out of his chest as the paladin spread his legs and then shuffled the constrictive clothing off from his hairy body.

A few seconds later Byron was helping the younger man out of his own worn robe, revealing to the luphanos who watched the two of them in silence the nubile form for which the priest possessed. Neither man felt embarrassed that the black lupine was watching them with a hungry glare within his crimson eyes, instead the knowledge that the alpha male approved over their ministrations seemed to spur them on as they drew their lips together into a passionate kiss. When Byron’s hands curled around his lover’s waist the paladin could hear the whispers from the gods warning that something was amiss, however the human ignored the voiceless warning as a burning heat seemed to fill up his chest right at that moment. He needed to breed Kurtis. Needed to feel his rump tightly wrapped around his cock. 

Pulling back from his shared kiss the black haired man pressed his lips down the length of Kurtis’ front, all the while licking and nipping along the tanned flesh. The rising scent of his mate’s...lover’s lust was enough to make the paladin growl, though not as much as when he felt Howling Black Moon move behind him. Turning his head to stare at the larger male Byron found the luphanos chuckling down at him, the alpha male licked him across the face a few seconds later to calm his rising embarrassment.

“It’s fine, pup.” The larger wolfman grumbled happily. “Go and do what comes naturally. I’ll just be here to guide you.”

When the paladin refused to look back at his lover the black wolfman reached out to gently turn his head forward. Byron grunted but said nothing as he found his green eyes looking over Kurtis who was shyly looking up at him. Neither man knew what to say at this moment, and yet as the seconds ticked by with the luphanos kneeling behind them the situation became less and less uncomfortable until soon enough the two humans returned to sharing their affections with one another.

Howling Black Moon watched as Byron continued to move himself down the length of the golden haired one’s body until his nose ran across the tall stalk of flesh which dripped clear nectar down its front. A moment’s hesitation made the black wolfman whisper within Byron’s ear for him to take the other into his mouth. When the black haired man did as he was commanded the luphanos smirked gently down at the pair. Of course, being the opportunistic creature that he was, Howling Black Moon rolled his tongue out from his muzzle down along the length of Byron’s naked backside. The taste of the paladin’s sweat laden skin was a delicious treat for which he couldn’t help but enjoy, as could be seen by how fast his black tail was beating at the floor behind him.

Bryon shuddered from the feeling of the warm organ washing over him, however despite feeling this new sensation he never stopped from bobbing his head over and across Kurtis’ shaft. The taste of his mate deep within his mouth was something for which the paladin loved to savor, and as his green eyes looked up into the blue orbs shining down in front of him he couldn’t help but find his mind falling deep into the throes of ecstasy, he would do anything to see those glittering orbs cast their glow upon him. Byron groaned around the stalk of flesh slowly hardening in between his lips as he felt the alpha brushing his tongue further down across his backside. When the other nipped at his skin it took everything within him to not gasp, the touch of pain was something that he had never expected to feel during such intimate moments, and yet Byron found himself welcoming the sensation as he bobbed his head up and down along Kurtis' cock.

Howling Black Moon chuckled as he listened to the priest moaning in pleasure as more of his shaft was taken into the paladin’s mouth. 

Kurtis was lost in the feeling of bliss as Byron took his shaft down to the root, the other man had always struggled with this whenever they had traded their normal positions in bed and yet right now the other was sucking on him rather expertly this night. When Byron’s hand reached down to cup his balls the golden haired priest let out a small howl, which soon found itself being answered by several others within the pack who were sharing the same affections with each other that he and Byron were. The feeling of this wonderful sensual bliss was so powerful that Kurtis found himself wanting more. So much more. 

“You should prepare him for what’s to come, pup.” Howling Black Moon whispered as he himself knelt down in between the paladin’s legs, the sight of the human’s tanned rump was a perfect treat for the luphanos that he couldn’t help but lick his lips in eagerness. “You wouldn’t want him to be uncomfortable when you spear him, right?” As the alpha male said this the jet black wolfman leaned forward and then buried his snout deep within the black haired man’s rear.

Byron pulled off of Kurtis’ cock to yelp in surprise. 

Flipping his head around the paladin stared owlishly at his alpha as the bipedal lupine smirked at him. When the other licked out around his taint Byron’s vision went white. Dark spots quickly bloomed over his sightless eyes as Howling Black Moon coiled his tongue around flipping the tip of his hot wet organ over his tight hole, the unprepared muscle couldn’t help but flex as it was touched in a way it had never been before. The paladin blinked and then gasped wildly at the same time he felt his hips pumping backwards in instinctual need to get more of the delightful sensations overcoming his body and mind. A rough chuckle made Byron blush deeply. 

Once more the black wolfman took his head and then guided it back towards Kurtis, the blonde haired priest looked down at him with a look similar to his own. The two men couldn’t believe what was happening to them and yet they didn’t deny the truth of the matter. Instead they allowed themselves to fall deep into the rhythm of things after Kurtis placed his hand onto Byron’s head and then gently tugged his mate’s down to the point where the black haired man’s nose was pressed flush against the underside of the other’s taint. The musky scent of the unwashed priest made a small whine pour out from the depths of Byron’s throat, he had always loved to breathe in the younger man’s musk, however at the moment he found himself almost becoming drunk on the intoxicating odor. That his green eyes were darkening to the color of jade was missed by the both of them as Kurtis leaned back to give the paladin full access to his body. The black haired man let out a happy growl as he dove down to press his nose deep into the hidden hole in between his mate’s cheeks. In between his own legs Byron’s cock was as hard as a steel broadsword, the thick length of flesh twitched and then jerked slightly as a string of pearly liquid sprayed out from the head of his shaft down onto the furs beneath the three of them. 

Howling Black Moon chuckled as he listened to the noise his packmates were making with ample amusement.

“Puppy having fun?” he asked after rolling his tongue back into his mouth. 

Byron didn’t respond, instead he worked to bury himself deep within Kurtis’ backside. The younger man appreciated the attention as he spread his legs slightly to give the paladin more space to work with. Howling Black Moon decided to help the blonde haired man along as he reached out and then lifted the smaller man’s legs up into the air and then held them there. Blue eyes looked at him in stunned disbelief, however crimson eyes simply twinkled down at him with a knowing look that made a deep burn run its way across the priest’s face. 

“A good alpha helps out those in need.” the black luphanos chuckled as he looked down at the two men beneath him. 

Byron didn’t pay his alpha any attention at the moment. 

Right now he was too focused on giving pleasure to his mate care about anything else, that was including the annoying buzzing which seemed to be echoing within the back of his head. When Howling Black Moon moved back down the length of his body the paladin instinctively spread his legs for his alpha, he then whimpered when the bipedal wolfman spread something burning hot along the rim of his wet ring of muscle. The heat of it seemed to sear his insides and yet Byron didn’t think to resist what was happening to him, his alpha wouldn’t harm either him or his mate, so there was no reason to panic. This fact proved to be quite true when, a few seconds later, his body began humming with pleasure. Byron panted hard enough to allow drool to pour out from his lips as he huffed like mad while breathing in his mate’s scent. An all-encompassing need to bury himself deep within the younger man rose up within his mind to the point where a single minded need to claim the other’s warm depths became the only desire within his mind. 

For his part Kurtis simply went with the flow of things. His mind was so hazy at the moment that he didn’t know what to think as he watched two tiny nubs push free from the top of the luphanos’ head. Had he been more discerning he would have gasped in fright as the numbs fully grew out to become thick silvery horns which curled around the sides of Howling Black Moon's ears, but as it was the pleasure he was feeling as he mate continued to open his ass with his tongue made it so that he didn't notice anything wrong at the moment.

Howling Black Moon watched the pair for several seconds before he rolled his tongue out from his mouth and then bit down onto it. Black blood dripped out from his injured organ onto the paladin’s backside and yet before the other had a chance to question what was happening the wolfman reached down to paint archaic symbols into Byron’s backside. A few seconds later Byron found himself panting and shivering as a cold burn seeped deep into his body, a conflict of power between the gift of the gods and the poison entering his body began to war within the black haired man’s body and mind, yet before the fight could possibly destroy his mind and shatter his soul Howling Black Moon leaned down over the paladin and then gently licked the now smoking runes. Byron clenched his eyes shut as a deep ache overtook his body, his entire form quivering with every stroke of his alpha’s tongue along his naked flesh, however the pain soon faded into a distant memory. Fluttering his eyes open Bryon looked up at Kurtis with bright crimson orbs, the likes of which had black flecks dancing within their depths.

The priest, slightly concerned, lowered his legs and then reached out for his mate. Rubbing a hand along the other’s face the blonde haired man instinctively reached inside for his holy power in order to call it forth, but found that when his fingers shone with bright golden light Byron pulled back as though burned.

 Howling Black Moon lifted his muzzle from where it was still pressed against Byron’s back to look deep into the priest’s quivering blue eyes. “He’s of my blood now, pup.”

Worry and confusion soon erupted within him as he noticed twin wings literally burst free from the luphanos' backside, the new extensions rained blood down across the interior of the tent as the black luphanos rolled his eyes around slightly. Kurtis looked between the two males for several seconds, his face a mask of barely restrained guilt, worry, and fear as he tried to think around the haze of bliss which was obscuring his senses. 

“Accept what he has become, pup.” the hellion ordered. “This is your mate, and he needs you to be by his side for what is to come.” 

Kurtis opened his mouth to speak but found that he still had no air within his throat with which to speak with. When Byron crawled up to the front of his face the priest didn’t stop the other from licking at his mouth, the warm feeling of the other man’s growing tongue slipping against his own made the priest lower his eyes. Reaching out to hug the paladin into himself, Kurtis lowered his eyes forcing two tears to fall from the rim. 

Howling Black Moon let out a howl of triumph as he watched the blonde haired man lift his legs once more for his mate. 

Moving so that he could press his sheath flush against the line split between Byron’s rump, the luphanos hellion let out a warm purr as he felt the power of the gods within his new packmate swim between the two of them; the holy power, which was normally lethal to him, now felt like a flowing wave caressing across his blackened soul as Byron allowed the poison within his blood to corrupt his body. Yet the man’s soul remained pure as fallen snow as he kissed his mate as deeply as he could. Howling Black Moon smiled down gently at the pair as he watched Kurtis give himself over to the transforming man, the knowledge that the priest would protect the paladin’s soul from the netherrealm’s taint filled Howling Black Moon with a sense of pride. 

He had chosen well with these two.

With this thought secured within his mind the alpha male allowed the pair a moment together while he reached down to stroke a paw over the balck pouch of fur covered flesh in between his legs. The tip of his cock soon poked free from the tip of the furry tube, revealing a crimson point, the likes of which drooled black slime down to his balls. It had been a long time since he had allowed himself to mate with a mortal and now the knowledge that he was getting two for the price of one all but sent him over the moon with dark glee, however he quickly restrained himself. He didn’t want to hurt his new packmates in his excitement. Stroking his paw further along the length of his growing shaft Howling Black Moon watched as Byron pulled his lengthening snout away from the priest’s tear covered face. The feeling of the transforming man licking the silver rivers away from his cheeks made the priest let out a playful chuckle, which in turn caused Byron to let out a bark of rapture. 

When his massive crimson shaft spilled out from the sheath in between the greater luphanos’s legs Howling Black Moon shifted his hips around until the tip of his cock pressed against the entrance of Byron’s body. However, instead of pressing forward the hellion luphanos held himself still. Looking down at his two packmates he waited for their permission to go forward.

Kurtis didn’t know what to think about any of this, the insanity of what was happening was just that thick within his mind, but he also found himself caring less and less about what was happening thanks to Byron not making a fuss over the situation. The crimson eyed human turned to look at his alpha and then lifted his head up to the lick the other under the chin. Howling Black Moon chuckled at the sign of submission, yet he still refused to move forward, he instead wanted acquiescence from the priest, as he was the one whom all of this rested on. The blonde haired man was of course confused by this entire exchange, and yet...as he watched the hellion patiently stare down at him he couldn’t summon the willpower to hate the other. 

Blue eyes turned to look up into the face which belonged to the man he loved more than life itself and then back to the other. Howling Black Moon found his heart quickening as he noticed the priest smile at him, when a small nod followed a few seconds later said organ actually skipped a beat.

“Thank you.” Those were two words that his kind didn’t often speak and so the weight that they carried was such that Kurtis knew that hellion was being sincere when he spoke them.

“Mount him, pup.” the alpha whispered and without thought Byron did as he was commanded. 

Rolling his mate over until he was on his front the black haired man happily grumbled when Kurtis backed his rump up into his crotch, that thick patches of fur were growing in between his legs was a fact that went completely missed by the paladin. In truth, most of the things which were happening to his body were pushed out from his mind at the moment, yet the feelings of his body’s slow transformation into a hellion was something for which served to heighten the pleasure for which Byron was feeling. The greatest pleasure came from his balls inflating with tainted seed was something for which made the former human bark and growl in excitement, his darkening cock pulling back into his body was a point of annoyance though, however when the mushroom headed piece of meat thickened and then tapered along the tip Byron found himself all but panting with joy. Rolling his hips forward into Kurtis’ rump the changing man let this hardening organ grow to its full length just as the skin around his groin folded around his new cock. 

Kurtis groaned and then clenched his fingers into the furs underneath him when he felt Byron press against his saliva slick anus and then spread his insides open. The former human stopped when he felt the blonde haired man tense underneath him. A quiet whine escaped his throat as he heard his mate whimper slightly. Leaning down to run his face along the length of his mate’s neck and shoulder the paladin grunted and growled as his face fully pulled out to form his new muzzle, though once his furless snout was fully set into place Byron licked his tongue across the length of the human’s sweat soaked skin. If he could have spoken at the moment he would have asked the other what he could do to make the moment less painful for him, and yet his changing vocal chords robbed him of the opportunity. 

Thankfully their alpha knew how to make the situation better for the both of them.

Howling Black Moon reached up and then bit one of his fingers, black blood quickly welled out from the injury yet the hellion paid the wound no attention. Instead he reached forward to draw a rune onto Kurtis’ shoulder. The black glyph quickly sizzled as the priest’s divine powers attempted to remove the hellion’s mark from off of his body.

“Don’t fight it, pup.” Howling Black Moon ordered and quickly the hissing sound which resounded within the tent faded away. 

Kurtis panted heavily when the hellion coated the rune with a second layer of his blood, this time instead of bubbling away the mark sunk down deep into the priest’s flesh staining him with the netherrealm’s touch. A few seconds later the blonde haired man was left panting as he could feel the corruptive touch flow down deep within his bones. When the gripping claws of the hellion poison went into his mind Byron leaned down to lick at the back of his neck. Instantly the cold touch receded. Kurtis turned his head to reveal bright blue eyes which were slowly being covered in black flecks to the alpha and his mate. When the human opened his mouth to pant happily at the other two the two hellions leaned forward and then began to lick over their packmate’s elongating face.

With the smaller man quickly becoming a true member of the pack Byron let out a happy series of wuffs at the same time he pressed his leaking shaft home into the other’s backside. Kurtis let out a whimper of joy as he was taken by the massive piece of crimson flesh, his rump opened up like a flower in spring as Byron slowly sunk himself deep into the other. 

Once Byron was set within his mate the pair grumbled happily, that their ears were moving up the sides of their bodies wasn’t a concern to them, they only whimpered a bit when they could no longer hear each other’s breathless panting, and yet their bodies swiftly corrected this as once their new appendages playfully twitched along the top of their heads.

Howling Black Moon chuckled and leaned forward to nibble at his packmates fluffy ears. 

“Can I join in on the fun?” the hellion asked while looking down at the panting pair, his own hard shaft had been ignored all the while as he set his focus on making sure that Byron and Kurtis were comfortable with one another. 

Instead of answering such a silly question Byron wiggled his butt back onto the pointed shaft behind him. 

The alpha didn’t hesitate as he broke through the black luphanos’ tight rim and then jammed himself on home. The massive organ felt like a brand as it seared through Byron’s insides making him whimper and yowl. It was only thanks to his mate clenching his rectum onto his own shaft that kept him from jumping away from the other, the cloying warmth for which made up Kurtis’ interior was like a soothing balm compared to the piercing ache which tore at his backside. 

A few seconds later the feeling of pain slowly melted away into a cool pleasure as their alpha began to pump himself back and forth into Byron’s butt, consequently forcing the black haired wolfman to thrust himself forward into Kurtis. The two luphanos groaned together as they received such a delicious, the pleasure of sharing such a moment together with one another mixed perfectly with the knowledge that their alpha was taking the both of them. 

As this was happening two important events were taking place between the two mates; one, black fur was erupting all across Bryon’s body in literal waves, the thick coat of coarse fur rolled down from the top of his head over his face, down the length of his neck, chest, and belly before traveling on further across his thighs, legs and lengthening feet. Second, Kurtis’ own body was growing and shifting around as his human body expanded to become similar to Byron’s own muscular form. The two luphanos grunted and growled as they felt their humanity leak out from their bodies, so much so that they both snarled when their respective spines lengthened in order to give way to what would soon become their tails, and yet neither resisted what was happening to them. Instead, they embraced the changes as they continued to occur, the pair went so far as to sound off their joy at their transformation when Bryon fully sunk himself into the golden luphanos’ fluffy backside.

Back and forth the three males pumped their hips into each other, their warm bodies growing even hotter as they shared themselves with one another until soon they were all out fucking in time together. The staccato thumps of hips slapping into one another made for a fine melody as the trio worked to bring their pleasure to greater and greater heights, however, in all the time that this was going on something was being forced both out of and into the two humans.

Howling Black Moon grunted and then yipped in excitement as he fully drove the humanity out from Byron’s body, this in turn made the fully transformed luphanos tear away Kurtis’ own human traits, the evidence of this could both be seen and felt by the pair as the fingernails elongated into thick black claws while their spines cracked and lengthened giving them several extra inches of height. Both the black and golden luphanos panted heavily as they felt large bulbs form along the length of their cocks, the growing protrusion had more consequence for Bryon than Kurtis at that moment, as whenever he thrust himself deep within his mate the bulb forced him to use more energy to pull himself out from Kurtis’ insides. The golden bipedal wolfman yelped in slight pain from having his rim spread open so roughly and yet he wiggled his butt up against his mate’s groin in silent request for more of the strangely pleasurable sensations.

Howling Black Moon chuckled as he could smell his seed taking root deep inside of both luphanos, an immense sense of pride welled within his chest as he thought over the trust for which the pair had placed within him to guide them forward. Feeling his knot strain against Byron’s fully fluffed up tail, the hellion couldn’t stop himself from grinning like mad as he worked to seal the fate of the two new wolfmen below him.

Pulling his hips back so that he could jackhammer into them as hard as he could, the alpha male fucked his new subodrinate with almost brutal force as he slapped his inflated knot deep into his clenching rim. Down beneath him Byron was doing the same, though with much more care as he felt the new bulb at the end of his shaft desperately pound forward in need to be inside of Kurtis’ rear end. Leaning down to place his glimmering fangs into his mate’s shoulder the newly created luphanos gripped the golden wolfman’s shoulder tight and then forcibly drew the other’s rump back into his crotch. Kurtis let out a pained yelp as his tailhole exploded open and then collapsed back into itself as Byron fully claimed him. The former paladin lifted his lips up off of his smaller lover’s bloody shoulder to call out a howl of victory, but before he could do so he found himself yelping loudly as his alpha punched his cock forward driving his own massive sphere of flesh deep inside of him. 

Howling Black Moon let out a laugh and then a howl of victory as he released a flood of his tainted seed deep within his new beta.

Outside the rest of the pack howled as well as they praised their alpha for having brought two new males into the pack.