Running From the Pack (closed)

[heartofcourage]

Angelica screamed as his claws suddenly tore through her jeans, exposing her to his view completely. She tried to crawl away again, her fingers gripping the blankets tightly a his arm wrapped tightly around her hips and held her in place. She let out another scream as his breath fanned across her naked flesh, the feel of it making her both squirm and cry out in fear.

She felt his nose press against her wet flesh as he gave it a lick along the seam of her lips with his tongue. She groaned in frustration, trying to push him away and escape at the same time. The feel of his hard cock pressing against her leg made her whimper and she wanted away from him in the most basic way possible.

“I’ll tell you where it is! Let me go! I’ll tell you where!” She screamed as she felt his hard body press against her, the fur that had sprouted heating her flesh as his cock pressed against her pussy lips and humped against the skin. “It’s on your bookshelf!”

 

[Malvolio]

Her words fell upon deaf ears. Lucas was too far gone, too consumed by his animalistic side to stop. The beast was determined to have her and to punish her for angering its human side. The small part of Lucas that remained heard her words and laughed to himself. He briefly wondered whether he should try and hold back the beast, but then decided Angelica deserved what was coming next.

With a loud grunt, Lucas's transforming body fell on top of Angelica, pinning her to the ground. The change was twisting and reshaping his limbs now, making it impossible to grip her. The weight of his body would do this instead.

Thick black fur now covered practically his entire body. His swollen red cock protruded forth and pressed against her cunt. When she looked back in terror, she was greeted by his leering, drooling mouth as it twisted and began to extend to form a wolfen muzzle. It snarled, then seemed to almost - laugh.

 

[heartofcourage]

The feel of a strong furry body pressing into her made Angelica panic. She let out a scream as he fell heavily upon her and pushed her against the ground. The breath left her lungs in a loud whoosh and she was suddenly gasping for the air that had been taken from her. Her fingers clawed at anything that came near her, nails sinking into flesh as she begged him to get her go.

She let out another scream of terror as she turned her head and saw sharp teeth inside of a drooling mouth. The feel of a huge hard cock pressing against her delicate folds made her shiver in fear and she began to beg him not to do this.

“Let me go! I’ll do what you want, just let me go!” She cried out, her voice wild with panic as she felt his hips push forward and the head of his cock pressed against her entrance. “No!”

 

[Malvolio]

With a ferocious roar, Lucas's now paw-like hands raked Angelica's back, pulling her to him as his reshaped member parted her lips and penetrated her sex. His fur covered underbody rubbed against her exposed back and ass as his still swelling, elongating cock pressed deeper into her cunt.

His growls sounded completely animalistic now without a trace of human vocal cords. Snarling, his face extended, forming a wolfen muzzle and his eyes burned with lustful desire.

Lucas reared his monstrous head back and let out a terrifying HOOOOWL, then bucked his hind legs forward, forcefully burying his cock in her pussy.

 

[heartofcourage]

Angelica let out a loud cry as his cock pressed into her pussy. She screamed as the appendage stretched and pushed through her folds. He was huge, she thought, panting as he howled and pushed his cock hard into her. Her heart was pounding loudly in her chest, her mind whirring as he lay heavily against her back, his furry body rubbing against her bare skin.

“Please, stop!” She screamed at him, her fingers trying to grapple along the fur. When he pressed her firmly to the blankets, she whimpered and squeezed her eyes shut.

Something within her was enjoying this attention. Whatever had happened to her after the bite was pushing to the surface and soon she was growling back at the animal behind her. A strange tingling shuttered through her, pulsing beneath her skin and her vocal cords loosened, the animal taking over again.

The animal loved the attention, pushing Angelica’s hips back towards the hard cock that was impaling her. She was presenting herself, begging to be fucked and mastered, and the human part of Angelica’s mind screamed in anguish.

 

[Malvolio]

The beast roared triumphantly as Angelica stopped resisting and her body offered itself up to him. With a forceful thrust, his cock plunged deeper into her and the terrible change completed itself. The traces of Lucas's human side were now banished and the wolf that had replaced him was eager to claim and dominate her.

The wolf pulled back, its rod partially withdrawing, then thrust forward again, deeper, its fat head jabbing at her insides. It seemed to laugh, but as its thrusts continued, the growls turned to pants. The beast was thoroughly enjoying her now. Its paws pressed down on her hands, holding her in place as it ground its hips against her pert ass. The head of its cock was swelling, filling with blood and other juices, binding them together. The wolf suddenly reared up, pulling partially out, then, sharply dragging her ass into the air before aggressively driving back down, slamming the front of her pelvis into the cold, hard floor.

The beast paused, almost as if waiting to see whether she still wanted to fight or whether she was his yet.

 

[heartofcourage]

Angelica whimpered and growled, the sounds coming from her throat now completely animalistic. She gave a strangled cry as the wolf thrust forward, driving his thick cock into her pussy, stretching the passage. The wolf within her pushed her hips back, presenting herself for him to enjoy. She was loving the attention, no matter how violent or strange.

The large paws holding her hands kept her in place, unable to go anywhere. She whimpered again as he shoved himself deep within her passage, the head of his cock growing into the knot that would bind them together. The feel of it was slightly painful, but incredibly filling. She didn’t think that she could take any more, but she was surprised when he pulled out, reared up and drove her towards the ground.

Her wolf growled loudly in warning at the rough treatment, but she could also sense that the wolf that had mounted her was waiting to see what she would do. Angelica found herself stretching herself out on the floor, lying still and exposing her neck in submission. If she didn’t, he very well might kill her.

 

[Malvolio]

With a ferocious snarl, the wolf's jaws closed firmly over her neck and shoulder, gripping her tightly, but not piercing her flesh. It's long scratchy tongue rolled over her soft, sweet skin, savoring her taste. It held her for what seemed like an eternity, the sounds of its growls and deep inhalations filling her ears. It seemed to be sizing her up.

Suddenly, it released her neck, reared up and back, and then forcefully drove its cock deep into her womb again. It's thrusts become a veritable frenzy as it proceeded to brutually take her cunt. It's already swollen knot quickly began to tighten further, uncomfortably binding her to him as the beast's furry hind quarters aggressively slapped against her bare exposed skin.

 

[heartofcourage]

Angelica felt whatever was in her stretching her neck further to allow the wolf behind her biting and nipping at her neck and shoulder. She trembled and cried out in an animal like cry, begging for both mercy and pleasure in the only way that the beast within her knew how to.

She gasped as her neck was suddenly released and the wolf reared behind her, driving his cock in and out of her in a frenzy. The knot added to the pain and the pleasure of the moment and the sounds of their coupling filled the air around them. Angelica let out a scream of pleasure, her beast howling as she came hard, her sheath clamping around his pounding length with a vicious pressure.

 

[Malvolio]

Angelica's howling scream drove the beast mad with lustful desire, their union held firmly in place. The wolf unleashed a tremendous howl of its own and its monstrous cock erupted, warm cum gushing forth and filling her now needy cunt. The wolf's cries of triumph were almost like roaring laughter and its sharp claws raked her back, shoulders and arms.

Her submission had pleased the Alpha. She had even showed signs of enjoying this. It would fuck her again. Lessons needed to be taught and obedience instilled.

The wolf closed its eyes and willed the change to reverse. Few of their kind had this control. Most that did were born as werewolves to a werewolf parent. Control of any sort was truly rare among "made" werewolves.

Fur began to retract and bones twisted and realigned. The swollen wolf knot quickly shrank, freeing Lucas's cock from its fleshly prison within her own swollen sex. He pulled back, withdrawing and rising from the floor.

As soon as his muzzle had withdrawn and he could speak again, Lucas did so, issuing a gruff command.

"Get up, Angelica. You're a werewolf now and you enjoying fucking like one. Accept your new nature."

Pulling his discarded robe on over his muscular nude form, Lucas made his way to the door, exiting without another word.

He would let her spend the next two days in isolation as her own wolfen side would grow stronger with the rapidly approaching full moon.

 

[heartofcourage]

Angelica panted as she hear the howl of the wolf behind her, followed by the large volley of cum that signaled he’d reached his end. She shivered as his claws scraped over her shoulder and arms, his cries of laughter making tears gather in her eyes. She had submitted. Well, whatever was inside of her had submitted, but the thought still made her want to weep in sorrow.

As he pulled loose from her body and she heard the sounds of bone realigning, she knew that Lucas was now back in his human form. She looked over her shoulder and her wolf whimpered, curling up on the blankets beneath her and ignoring the order that she had been given.

She turned her face into the blankets and shook her head, whimpering as he loomed over her for a moment before he turned to exit the room. She couldn’t afford to give up just yet. She had to be strong…well, as strong as she could remain with the beast stuck deep inside of her.

 

[Malvolio]

Two days passed as Lucas went about his responsibilities. He'd located the camera and removed its memory chip. Her journalistic days were over now and she wouldn't be reporting on her own kind. Soon to be own kind, he mentally corrected himself.

He'd kept her locked up and isolated as her inner wolf grew stronger. He'd watched her on his monitors and knew it was shaping her from within. Food, water and fresh clothing had been provided to her, but until now she had been kept in her prison.

Until now.

As the sun set, the autolocks on the doors of the prison disengaged. Light violin music began to filter into the room and track lighting lit around the doors and down the corridor, revealing a previously concealed door that opened to a plush bed and bath. All the comforts of home were available to her here, along with a note he'd left her.

"My Dear Angelica,

Please accept my apologies for your harsh treatment. As you will come to understand and accept, we must operate discreetly. Allow me to make amends. Feel free to make yourself comfortable. Once you have bathed, you will find an assortment of fine clothing in the closet. I bid you to join me for dinner. The chef has prepared fresh venison steaks, which I am certain you will find most enjoyable.

Over dinner, we can discuss the future. I do hope that you will be more understanding now.

-Lucas"

 

[heartofcourage]

The next two days passed in a daze. Angelica had never known pain like she was experiencing and she’d never known the strange feeling that would course through her at a moment’s notice. One second she would feel close to human again, able to walk and talk, but the next she would be rolling on the ground, howling and whimpering like a dog.

Food, water, clothing…they all appeared while she slept off and on, but she had no interest in them. She was in a delirium that was compounded by the fact that she was locked up like a prisoner. She hated not seeing the sun or hearing nature, but she had to count it as a blessing that Lucas had not returned.

It was the evening on the second night that she heard the locks of the room disengage. Raising her head from the nest of blankets, she heard the sounds of soft violins filter into the room and the lights around the doors and corridor lit up, revealing a door that opened to a bed and bath.

She stood on shaky legs and made her way to the small room, looking around it with a weary glance. She took a deep breath and sighed softly, a note catching her eye. Making her way to the bed, she picked it up and instantly scowled. It was from Lucas, the one that had kept her locked up like an animal.

He wanted to apologize and make amends. There was no way he could make amends for what had happened. She trembled in barely concealed rage, deciding that she would bide her time until she could make a break for the city. Maybe there was a doctor out there that could explain what was going on in her body and mind.

“Just stay calm, Angelica.” She told herself in a soft whisper as she turned towards the plush bathroom and made ready to shower before she was required to make an appearance with Lucas.

 

[Malvolio]

The scent of fresh meat floated through the air. Lucas inhaled deeply, savoring the smell of the rare steaks and Angelica's lightly perfumed body. His sensitive ears told him she was approaching as he stood, wine glass in hand, beside the long dining table in his dining hall. Recorded music was playing lightly. The balcony doors were open, a gentle breeze drifting through them as the sun set and the full moon prepared to rise.

Lucas stared out, watching the light fade. His teeth ached and his muscles tightened. He knew what was coming, but there was ample time to convince his guest to see the error of her past ways.

He wore a plain white shirt, untucked and half buttoned. Dark trousers tightly hugged his muscular legs. The tile floor felt cool on his bare feet, but he could feel the beginning of a light sweat beginning.

 

[heartofcourage]

Silently she made her way down the hallway into the room that she’d been directed to. The smell of meat filled the air and her belly growled painfully at the thought of being so close to food yet so far away. She had showered and dressed in the large white button down shirt that had been left for her. Nothing else had been in the room besides the sheets on the bed and so she stood before the doors, shifting from foot to foot before she pushed the door open and peeked inside.

Lucas stood there, watching the light fade out the open balcony window and she felt a strange pull towards the gather darkness. Shaking her head free of the strange sensation, Angelica moved further into the room, the door clicking softly behind her and his attention suddenly snapping in her direction.

She felt like a deer in the sights of a predator and felt herself back up automatically, her back hitting the door as her fingers scrabbled with the door knob that now wouldn’t turn. She kept her eyes locked on his, a shiver coursing down her spine as soft music filled the air and the smell of deep, dark wine caressed her senses.

“I want to go home.” She said automatically, thinking of nothing else but being away from the monster before her.

 

[Malvolio]

When he heard the door click shut, he slowly turned to face her. She was locked in with him. Now it was only a matter of time.

"Home?" he seemed amused at her words. "My dear Angelica, I've told you what you are now. But I understand your resistence and I want to make this easy for you. I'll allow you to leave tomorrow morning. I merely ask that you consider returning. Consider this your new home."

Lucas turned to the window.

"It's going to be a lovely full moon tonight. Why don't we dine and then watch it rise together."

He could practically smell her resentment, but didn't care as he went about acting as if they were merely quarreling.

 

[heartofcourage]

“This is not my home.” Angelica hissed, her long dark hair falling in her eyes as she glared at Lucas as he turned to the window and talked about the full moon.

Her skin pricked at the very thought of being in the same room with him. She wanted to hurt him, to tear his flesh apart and drink his blood…Where had that thought come from, she asked herself as she watched him look over the darkening scenery outside.

Her belly rumbled in hunger then, announcing that it would be fed. She felt an odd heaviness in her limbs, her head dizzy as she shook it to clear her senses. Making her way towards the small table, she gripped one of the chair backs tightly between her hands and stared down at the meal that had been set out for the both of them.

“What’s happening to me?” She asked, her eyes tightly clenched at the dizziness that threatened to overwhelm her.

 

[Malvolio]

“What’s happening to me?”

As soon as Lucas heard her words he knew she was beginning to feel It. Her body was beginning to respond to the moon's gravitation pull and energy, just as those of so many newly infected did. Of course, having been born with the condition, he had never know any other feelings outside of the call of the moon.

Lucas ignored her question and casually strolled around behind her and over to the other side of the table. "Wine? It's a rather nice Argentinian red."

He tried to not make his keen interest too obvious, but the first time was always a powerful, memorable time for the recipient and extremely interesting to him personally, especially when it was one he had made. One of his children, he thought to himself. Mine.

He inhaled, taking in the competing scents of the dusk air, the still warm covered steaks and Angelica's dampening cunt. For some, the transformation was brutally painful, for others it was transcendant joy, and for a select few it was mindblowing orgasmic. His own were a mixture of all three and he was always curious to know what others felt.

"Why don't you have a seat? You're probably famished. Enjoy some steak."

 

[heartofcourage]

“I don’t want wine.” She hissed, her hands shaking as she gripped the chair back tightly. “I don’t want steak. I don’t want to take a seat!”

She was agitated, moody, scared. All Lucas could do was ask about food and drink. She felt as if her heart were going to hammer out of her chest. Something didn’t feel right inside her body. It was the same sensation that she got during the days trapped in the room of horror. There was something lurking beneath her skin, prickling her nerves. She had to moved, she thought as she pushed away from the table and started to stalk around.

Looking out the glass doors, she saw the silvery moon beginning to rise and she whimpered, tears gathering in her eyes as she turned to look back at Lucas. She opened her mouth to speak and found herself unable to. Her voice so loud and clear moments earlier was nothing but a froggy squeak now.

She felt like an animal trapped. That’s exactly what she was. She was trapped in a room with a man that didn’t seem to have a care in the world. She wanted to be free of him and free of this place, running wild in the woods beyond the glass doors. Shaking her head back and forth, she bared her teeth at Lucas and growled in warning when he threatened to get too close.

 

[Malvolio]

He watched her stalk about the room, a mildly amused look on his face.

"Remember what I told you, Angelica. You are one of us now. The moon is calling to you. You can feel it inside you. Your skin is beginning to crawl. Your blood is boiling. Your bones ache. You cunt aches for release."

He carved off a piece of meat, stabbed it with the tip of his knife and popped it into his mouth.

"Soon enough you'll probably be writhing on the floor, yearing for me to fuck you," he casually remarked, as if commenting on the pattern on the rug.

 

[heartofcourage]

Angelica glared at Lucas as he told her that she’d be writhing on the floor, begging him to fuck her. She’d rather die then to beg the bastard for anything. She let out a low moan as her bones seemed to tremble and vibrate beneath her skin and she panted in panic as her eyes darted around the room for some means of escape.

She turned towards the window and charged towards it, her body smacking against the glass loudly as she clawed and raged against the thick window pain. She needed to get out, her mind screamed as an animalistic howl escaped her lips and she continued to throw herself against the window.

 

[Malvolio]

Lucas watched her repeatedly throw herself against the glass, her snarling now louder than the classical music that was playing. Watching her humanity slowly degenerating like this amused him. She was beginning to sweat, forming the outlines of her breasts on the white button-up shirt she was wearing. He glanced admiringly at her bare legs and wondered if she was wearing her panties.

Sniffing the air, he savored the aroma of the perfectly prepared venison, the fine red wine, and her moistening slit.

"You're wasting your time. You can't break through that glass. Even I can't. You're trapped here inside this glass box with me. Only I can let you out, Angelica."

He rose from his seat, picked up his wine glass and slowly approached her.

"Your first transformation is coming, Angelica. You're going to become a werewolf soon. Soon they will all be transforming. All of the werewolves on the farm will change. You're better off in here with me tonight. Otherwise, as a newly made and unclaimed bitch, they'll be fighting to mount you."

Lucas sipped his wine and fished a small black remote from his pocket.

"Do you doubt anything I say, Angelica? Then here. A gesture of trust on my part." He placed the remote on a small pedestal near the window.

"That red button will open the glass doors and set you free. You can run out into the night. But who knows how long before the transformation seizes you? It's different with every new werewolf. Some hold on longer than others. But it's inevitable. Just as the rest of the pack's own are inevitable."

Somewhere from the outside came the long, drawn out howl of a wolf.

 

[heartofcourage]

"Why would you do this in the first place?" Angelica asked, slumping against the cool window. "Because I wouldn't give you the fucking camera?"

She felt like she was running a fever, every nerve ending in her body on fire. None of this made any sense to her, but if Lucas promised that she'd be attacked if she stepped outside of that room, there was little that she could do. It was safer to stay there with him.

"You're an asshole of the highest degree." She growled as he approached her, watching with such interest.

She shuddered with a moan, pain blooming in her bones and joints. She itched and glancing down at her arms she saw a dusting of dark red hair starting to cover her body. Was this what happened to him too?

 

[Malvolio]

"Why would you do this in the first place?" Angelica asked, slumping against the cool window. "Because I wouldn't give you the fucking camera?"

"My dear Angelica, as I told you several nights ago, you uncovered a community of werewolves and were ready to 'out' us to the world. As the leader and protector of this community, this is something I could never allow.

"Werewolves... my kind... have been hunted and murdered by humans since at least the beginning of recorded human history. Humans portray us as blood thirsty murdering beasts, yet who murders whom? Yes, our kind kills, but to protect ourselves. Meanwhile, humans murder us with glee and cries of 'Death to the Monster!'"

"You had a video of two of my pack. Were they harming anyone in the video? No! Yet, revealing our existence would have brought a torrent of would-be 'monster hunters' down upon us. YOU, Angelica, would have destroyed us!

"I offered you a way out several times. You resisted. You left me with little choice."

Lucas looked her up and down. Her entire body was trembling now. Not much longer, he thought silently.

"You're an asshole of the highest degree."

Lucas smirked defiantly at her. "I had two options for protecting my pack. Kill you or give you the gift of empathy. And it is a gift, as you will soon learn and understand, Angelica.

"As I have said, you're going to enjoy being a werewolf."

As she moaned and looked down at her arms, Lucas also watched with a look of satisfaction upon his face. "It begins. For some, it brings unbearable pain. For others, orgasmic bliss. And for others still, transcendent joy. Let us see what it does for you, Miss Seton..."

His eyes were now full of a hungry, lustful look as he touched her cheek with one hand, allowing it to slowly slide down her neck and over her collarbone and the tops of her breasts.

 

[heartofcourage]

"If you keep touching me, I'll break your damn fingers." Angelica growled, shoving away from Lucas as she stalked across the room, her bones painfully aching as she felt things that she had never experienced before.

Her bones ground and she let out a scream at the intense pressure that seemed to explode all around her. She was panting, stalking here and there around the room as she sought to distract herself from what was happening.