Vaun lifts a single finger this time, and the crowd immediately falls silent. "Wow. These guys must really respect Vaun." you think.
"Greg, Timmy, You two can have Garp" A big rottweiler and a boyish poodle with a fat ass come forth. The rottwieler, with no little effort, picks up the unconscious Pit bull and drags him back into the crowd. The poodle holding onto his arms excited talks about how the two of them will be able to use their new toy. You see that large behind giigle and you think you would love to tap that latter.
"For the rest of you. We're cracking open the kegs tonight. All drinks on me!" The crowd erupts in joy, and a number of massive barrels are wheeled in from another room. Everyone scrambles to get some, but in the commotion, Vaun struts up to you and places a paw on your shoulder "And I would like you to come with me." Being that he is your new pack leader you oblige.
He drags you through a few halls of the building, the loud noises of the party slowly falling into the background, until the two of you reach rather ornate door. Vaun stops. His almost perpetual smile becomes much more serious.
"You know Ty, I think you are the only one I can really trust right now." You ask him why, isnt he reaaly close with his pack?
"ah..... Yes, but you dont understand what kinda dynamic we have. I'd trust them all with my life, but for this particular issue, I don't know how they'd react. I need someone I can trust, but someone a little removed from internal stuff, ya know?" He leans against the wall with his lanky form.
"I saw something in you Ty. That glow in your eye, how you took that shit eating grin off of that old Pittie, how you looked at me and said you want to be a wolf like me. You didn't get all uppity when I said you had to fight. You took your lumps with a grin, You couldn't find a finer example of fucking principle if you were a psychic and dug around in someones brain ..." He stares at you defeated for a moment.
"The truth is, Garp set me up." "Set you up, what do you mean?" you retort. "You think that pansy could bet me up or Sneak a fuck in on my bitches? Huh, please, hes dumb as a rock, and even with all that muscle ive creamed him more than once."
"Than what did he do?"
Vaun cringed a bit, and lowerd his tone "He fucking came in my drink OK. He was trying to make me his fucking bitch. Bros dont do that sorta thing, capeesh? I knew he was desperate, But I didn't think he would stoop to that."
"So what? You found him out before he could make you his beta, whats all the hush hush about?"
Vaun whines "n-not completely" He drags you into the bed room with unexpected strength for his lanky build and shuts the door. The lights are completely off, but it only takes a few moments for your new Wolf eyes to register the massive bed and vahn sitting legs spreed, showing off his asshole and taking out a completely soaked tampon. Your eyes go wide and your canine dick goes hard as you see the pack leaders hole driping lubricant.... like the betas you say in the main room.
You staulk closer, almost entirely on instinct. Vaun continues "Fuuuck Ty. Ive been feeling this burning need in me for a while, and I'd be damned if I let Garp have what he wanted. D-don't tell anyone man I mean it. I-I'll come up with a plan once my head is all clear, I just need someone I can trust to put out this fire in my-"
You cut off Vaun by putting your cold wet nose right up to his sopping hole and taking in a deep sniff. Thoughts of Vaun growing gravid with your pups and you cumming all over his face role around in your mind, the scent of a fertile beta sending you into a powerful rut.
Vaun jumps from the sudden cold touch, and his 10 inch pecker rises to full mast. Seems he is just as exited for this as you are, if not moreso.
But he is able to compose himself enough to try and set the pace.