I stepped out through the doorway into a forest clearing. Glancing behind me, the door was gone, no sign of
the building I'd just stepped out of anywhere in sight. It was like I was just magically transported to this
forest, probably was. How exactly I got from the strip club to a forest was beyond me, but I wasn't
particularly of a mindset to care. Dwelling on issues of logic was for humans, and I wasn't human anymore.
Wasn't going to be human ever again, and the more I thought about it, the more I liked it. There was such
power in this frame, such majesty. Who needed humanity?
"So you're the new alpha, huh?" a voice sounded out from the cover of the shrubbery, and one by one they
stepped out. They were creatures of immense beauty, far more beautiful than the Mistress ever could be. They
were wolf-girls, perfect in physique, striking and beautiful and intimidating all at once. Well, intimidating
if I was one to be intimidated. But I didn't feel intimidated. I felt strong. I felt... alpha.
"Rrryes," I growled, glancing at each girl around me. Five of them. Hmm. Even if my new buddies were enough
to join the pack, there'd be more females than males. Fine by me.
"I'll be the judge of that," the female who spoke said as she stepped forward from the rest of the girls.
"We're your test. Lead us on a hunt. Guide us to catching a stag. Help to free us from this curse of
being... half-creatures. Succeed, and you're our alpha. Fail, and we drum you out on your own."
"Will... succeed..." I grumbled, words difficult. I didn't want to talk. I wanted to hunt. I wanted to run
through the woods, show these females my strength, my speed, my tracking skills. I wanted to dominate the
alpha female, make her MY bitch, prove to her that I was worthy. It was all I wanted at that moment.