Selena woke up the next day to a fine Tuesday morning on March the 22nd. It was so strange for her to think that tomorrow night would be her one-week anniversary as a werehyena. One week ago from today, she'd been a simple wolfborn who couldn't hope to fit into her pack of full werewolves. Now she was something more: a werehyena alpha.
Counting herself, Selena's pack already had nine members. Not a bad start for a single week. Today, however, Selena was taking her recruiting to the next level. She was going to talk to Abbie Peterson about becoming a werehyena and ask the jock girl to bring as many of her teammates as she could.
Selena smiled in satisfaction at the plan. It could, at maximum, grow the pack by twelve members in one day, assuming the entire team was interested and the Ring of Embraces contained at least twelve charges. Moreover, being a sports team, these girls were practically a pack already. As jocks, they'd also make great hunters for Selena's pack. Abbie Peterson seemed like a shoe-in for the position of Mistress of the Hunt in the pack. That was a relief; Selena needed a Mistress of the Hunt in time for the Sacred Hunt on the next full moon.
Selena got dressed and went to check on the Ring of Embraces. She fished it out of the saltwater-and-cum solution and wiped it off with a tissue paper. She smiled as she felt the Ring subtly vibrate with power in her hand. She slipped it into her pocket for later.
Selena's phone rang, and she answered. "Hello?"
"Hi, this is Harper," said Harper. "I just wanted to know if Morgana's said anything to you about the exchange student program for Ellie."
"I've heard she got Kyūri Sensei's permission to attend last night," said Selena. "Oh, and Kyūri said that you can come, too, if you're willing to do chores for him. You wouldn't have to pay him that way."
"Awesome!" said Harper. "Ellie can't get her fat back fast enough. We had sex last night, you know. Playing with our new furry herm bods was pretty cool, but it just wasn't the same with a fat-free Ellie. I couldn't bring myself to say so to her, of course, but I suspect she was feeling the same way. It felt so damn weird to not have a big, soft tummy to lie on while we sucked each other off. Pretty awkward and uncomfortable just having to lie on her stony abs. It felt like I was fucking on concrete; I love my mate's new hyena body, but, boooooy, does it ever need some extra cushioning!"
"We're arranging for that!" Selena laughed. "And you're going to be in Japan with her watching it happen in real time."
"Mmm," said Harper, "sounds pretty darn romantic and sexy. Can't wait! Keep us posted as more of the arrangements get done. Bye."
"Bye, Harper," Selena said before hanging up. She then headed downstairs for breakfast.
Selena found her mother Artemis and her sisters Luna and Diana sitting around the breakfast table. Her father Caleb had already left to take care of pack duties. Artemis and Luna were in their human forms, while Diana was in her wolfgirl form. All three of them were naked, as usual.
"Heeeeeere comes the wannabe!" Luna drawled in a singsong voice as she fluffed her glossy red curls while admiring her reflection in a hand mirror. "Honestly, I don't why you bother to keep on living here. You'll be tossed out next February on your eighteenth birthday anyway like the impostor wolf you are. Why not go live with your little vampire friend? What was her name, again? Tattoo? Tits? Eh, something like that."
"Oh for the Moon's sake, Luna!" Diana sighed as she flexed her titanic biceps. "Leave the poor dweeb alone. It's not her fault she'll never be a werewolf like us. If you ask me, there's no call to kick her out next year. She's got a valuable role in the pack already as my little sidekick." She ruffled Selena's hair affectionately.
Selena wasn't sure whether to role her eyes or smile. Diana may be condescending as fuck, but she actually did like Selena. Maybe she could eventually tell Diana about starting her own werehyena pack. It might actually make her act less patronizing. "Uh... thanks, Diana?"
Diana gave Selena a thumbs up. "Anytime, dork! Luna's a bitch."
"Diana Lupita Lyall!" Artemis gasped, scandalized by Diana's verbal assault on her favorite daughter. "Watch how you talk to your future alpha!"
Luna grinned smugly at her mother's defense of her.
Diana scoffed. "Alpha, schmalpha! Isn't there a rule that during succession, anybody can challenge the designated heir to a fight for the right to succeed as alpha?"
"Well..." Artemis stammered, "...yes."
Diana victoriously rested her head on her furry arms. "Well then, I'm gonna kick Luna's curvy ass and be the next alpha instead of her. Then she'll need to watch how SHE speaks to ME... and to good ol' Dorkface, here." Diana gestured to Selena.
Luna scoffed. "Ugh, as if, Diana! You're just our family's dumb muscle, and that's that! Being a good alpha is about charisma and sound decision-making. List one good decision you've ever made, I fucking DARE you!"
Selena discreetly finished her breakfast and slipped out while her sisters bickered with each other. Time to get to school and meet with Abbie and her basketball team!