"What is your name, child?" You asked her. You could smell her arousal and anticipation.
"Delia, my lord." she replied. Her dark brown eyes and tanned skin shone in the moonlight as she smiled hopefully at you. She glanced to Lira and Lucia, who'd begun to sniff eagerly at each other and then at Alice and Rebecca, and her heartbeat increased. She began to remove her shirt.
"Stop," you told her. Your tone was firm but not harsh. You weren't displeased with her at all, but you sensed some potential coming from her. Something about her aura seemed to tell you that she could be important to the pack, more than just a simple loyal follower or pack member.
She paused, her eyes casting back down to the ground. "Have I displeased you?" she asked. Instantly submitting. Completely loyal. But even as she submitted, her tone was not weak. She wasn't begging your forgiveness.
"No," you replied, and she looked back up at you in confusion. Clearly, she'd expected you would awaken her wolf as you had with her friends. "I have something I wish for you to do for me, something that requires you to keep this mundane form awhile longer."
"My lord?" she said, her face a mask of both confusion and pride. Clearly she realized what an honor it was to be entrusted with any form of responsibility from you.
"Take them," you gestured to her friends, "Near the city. And then use your wiles and the ability to blend in amongst the humans to entice them to follow you to a place where they can ambush the humans and bring them into the pack. We need more males for the pack, for both the sake of the females, and the health of the pack. You can also bring in other females, if you can't separate them from the males. Succeed in this, and you will be rewarded most gratefully by me." While you didn't add a threat in the case she failed, you didn't have to. While you weren't cruel, she'd be a fool if she thought there weren't consequences for failure.
You looked at Lira and Lucia who were in clear states of arousal. Their teats were erect and their furred mounds glistened with their juices. "Any human that she brings to you, regardless of gender, you are to bite them or to use your bodies to turn them. YOU ARE NOT TO KILL," you said firmly, but then paused and added, "Unless any of the new ones makes a move toward Delia. SHE IS TO REMAIN UNTOUCHED BY ANY WEREWOLF TONIGHT. If one tries, SLAUGHTER THEM."
"Yes, Lord," they both said. You noticed that despite the limited light of the moon, you could see a small blush on Delia's cheeks, and smell a small bit of arousal.
"I look forward to celebrating your success, child," you said directly to Delia, locking eyes with her. She was pixie-petite, but something in her gaze held a hidden strength, one far beyond that of the two companions that would be joining her.
"To your glory, my Lord," she said with a small nod and half-curtsy, before walking off with her two werewolf friends following closely behind her.
You, Rebecca, and Alice barely had walked more than a couple minutes on the grounds before you encountered others, as the wheels of destiny continued to turn in your favor.