‘Werewolves...*

“Good job Obol, you can get first helpings along with me. Go ahead and get up so I can get a good look at him though.”

She did, though not before giving him an affectionate lick and giggle.

Carter sat up warily, finding himself surrounded by six werewolves.

They all wore only ragged tops and loin cloths, many just barely covering up their privates.

Standing in front of him was the tallest and biggest one, the one who had talked to Obol. He could tell she was the one whose howls had so terrified him just by the intensity of her voice. Her fingers ended in wicked-Looking claws, she had decent-sized, shapely breasts, and her grin revealed vicious teeth. Her arms and legs were covered with grey fur, and although she was still lean, her body was well-muscled. This was undoubtedly the pack's Leader.

She smiled even bigger while wrinkling her nose and sniffing the air.

“Well, gals, it appears that our noses were correct. Even if he's a little underweight, this dude is nonetheless a prime specimen and a virgin.

He automatically thought, “Do virgins smell?" Even though he was quite certain of the answer, he said, "Wha-what do you want with me?" in an effort to buy some time to consider it.

“Don't be scared," Obol said with a remarkably sweet expression, her tail wagging “we're gonna have a lot of fun and make you feel really good too."

“Haven't you ever imagined screwing a whole group of women handsome?” the alpha asked, smacking her lips as she savored his scent. Carter cringed, confused by the conflicting feelings her words stirred in him.

“We're gonna make all your naughtiest dreams come true."

“But this territory..." a white-furred werewolf to one side said timidly.

"I know it's been claimed," the alpha interrupted with an annoyed frown, “but this was too good a chance to pass up. Besides, I've had my eye on this land for a while. This is as good a time as any to make a grab for it."

She turned her eye back to Carter. "Although, that can wait until after we've broken in this tasty morsel. None of us have had a man since those damned Order bastards drove us to these forests."

Carter was filled with both fear and an odd sense of anticipation. His body refused to move as the alpha werewolf stepped forward and prepared to straddle him, her fierce gaze seeming to will all the fight from him.

“Wanna know my name, virgin?" she cooed in his ear, only to freeze, her seductive expression turning serious as her ears perked up.

In the next instant she brought her left elbow up, just managing to block the streak of green that had aimed a flying kick at her. The force was still enough to knock her off of Carter, her assailant rebounding from the blocked kick and flipping back to land a good ten feet away. Carter scrambled to get away from being between them, while the other werewolves, even Obol, growled and bared their teeth at the attacker.

Taki was, as usual, all business and no emotion. "Why are you here?"

The alpha werewolf stood up as if she hadn't just been kicked and surveyed the area approvingly, hands on her hips. "This is a nice place, bug. Nicer than any of the woods for miles and miles. Plenty of food, water and shelter, it even comes with an unclaimed man," she noted and Licked her lips as she appeared to ogle him.