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The past few weeks have been a blur. Grandmother dying, Jarg being rather affectionate and Garl always there for me when Jarg couldn't be. I just don't know what to think anymore. This entire ordeal has been one hopeless experience. Once I felt safe in the arms of my lover and my bodyguard but that is not the truth now. No one is safe from me, not even myself. The bloodlust I went through at my grandmother's house after seeing her all carved up, scares me. I have talked to Jarg about this and he dismisses it. I injured him and Garl on that day. The flash backs have been strong and in my mind. I remember them as easily as I remember that I am no longer human. I am a hybrid species, a werewolf.

I looked at most of my body, half covered in light blue-grey fur. Most of the upper part is human, hands and arms. The lower half is definitely changed, where I had feet where now paws, my fangs extended over my upper lip giving me an under bite look, my tail was annoying me half the time as it was getting used to it being there and sounds that were normal to most human ears are not quite deafening. My sense of smell has increased as well. All this is something that I was not expecting, I did not look like myself, nor did I look like Jarg, who was born as a werewolf.

I just did not feel like myself anymore. That quiet, lonely guy that had a sucky day time job that was just depressing and degrading. But when Jarg brought me here, things looked up and were bright. Considering I now had someone I loved and cared for. Someone I also want to protect even if he is protecting me. But I felt uneasy at this point in time because of what happened at my grandmother's place.

Small flashbacks of seeing Garl and Jarg hurt made me quiver and whimper in such a way that I thought I was a kid again, reliving a nightmare over and over again. I would flinch at the slightest flicker of movement. Red had me feeling awful as well.

Everywhere I looked, I could see red. If there was red curtains, all I could think about was blood dripping down from the top of the window. If I saw red carpet, I thought of blood pooling on the floor. I was traumatised by the experience. Jarg had the best doctors helping me figure out my emotional state. One said I had Post-traumatic stress syndrome which I was currently seeking help for. But it did not stop the memories from triggering when I saw things. I always sought out Jarg or Garl for company. I did not want to be alone. Garl was always there for me, holding me when Jarg could not be. But tonight, Jarg was somewhere else in the palace.

I wanted to get out of the palace and go somewhere for a while. Maybe go to the club for a drink and dance for a while. Garl would accompany of course but this time he would not be as the bouncer.

As he entered The Howl, the man who once was in a business suit now wore a tank top and shorts. This was showing off every definition of his upper body. The tank was very loose on the man and had most of the guys within the club looking at him. The music was pumping, some sort of dance track without lyrics enough to get people grooving. He was looking for someone, someone special.

And he spotted him. Though a massive shark-morph was near him. He could not mistake the tail, ears and lower half of a "wolf" morph. He wanted to get to know him and find out what kind of guy he was. Secretly this man had a fetish for wolves. He told no one as most of the human population was still very prejudice towards the morphs of the world and would shun any other human for mingling, being involved or even having morph lovers. But this man did not care. He had a job to do. He needed to find the werewolf king and tell him of a possible turmoil that is coming.

But to find the king he needed to find a werewolf first and those where very rare still amongst the world. He felt sorry for them as the werewolf kind are just misunderstood creatures that most people feared. Not this guy. He loved the whole mythology of it. If he could serve a werewolf, he would. Which is why he was on the hunt to find a werewolf, to talk to them. He looked no further, he slowly made his way towards the two figures. Both where standing at the bar.

"Garl, I don't know what to do. I want to stay but I am scared" the young wolf-like man said to his tall shark-morph friend, lover or bodyguard, the man could not tell.

"_So what will it be?"_the barkeeper asked the man.

"Rum and Coke....and one each for the two next to me" the man said.

The drinks came and was given to the young wolf-morph. Both of them looked at the man and smiled. But the smiles seem like they were uneasy about the drinks coming their way. They moved to the far side of the club. This made the man unsure what to do. Maybe he should just introduce himself. But what would he say? What would they say? Etc. All these questions running through his head.

"Just introduce yourself to them, what harm is there?" says the barkeep.

The man started walking around the club dancing with the odd occasional morph or human just to be courteous towards them. His true goal was close by. He was finally close enough.

"My name is Logan and just wanted to talk to you guys. That is all. I thought a drink would help ease some tensions as there is a lot between humans and morphs these days." This was it. Logan had finally introduced himself to the two morphs. This could mean everything.

"It was nice of you, Logan but it did come off a tad creepy." The young wolf-like morph spoke. There was a slight guttural tone to it. Sounding like gravel was being mixed inside of a cement truck. This wolf-morph was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. He seemed like he was not looking for anything.

The shark-morph wore a black tank, much like Logan was, and jeans as well. Both of them where sitting down and the wolf-morph seemed very close to the shark.

"Sorry, I did not intend it that way. I just want to know if both of you want to dance and have drinks tonight?" Logan said to both of them.

The two looked at each other and nodded their heads.

"_My name is Lorn and this is Garl. We are just here to chill, dance and drink too. Nothing special."_The young wolf-morph said.

Both of them stood up as they had finished there drinks and motioned to the dance floor. All three of us where on the floor and soon grinding on each other. The shark-morph was behind me and the wolf morph in front of me. Man this was hot. I could feel the shark's massive muscled body behind me, rubbing up against me. It was turning me on. The wolf-morph in front grinding against me too. I dare say the wolf could smell my arousal.

I looked at the wolf-morph and thought about kissing him but dared not to. Since I don't know if these two were a couple. But I felt a strong hand on my shoulder and felt myself being turned around to face the shark. This was different now, the shark leaned in and kissed me. The younger wolf was still grinding against me as this happened. I felt the shark morphs hand move from my hip and felt the wolf morph pushed closer to me.

"_I think we should go somewhere else private for you Garl, if you going to have fun with him."_Lorn said.

So the shark-morph offered me a pigback and I took it. They walked to the back of the club where there was a door that said;

"Do not enter!"

We went through the door and then I saw a lift. It looked out of place compared to the club. This seemed to belong to a very fancy five star hotel style lift. However, as we got in. I thought I saw the wolf-morph push the top floor before the shark-morph was kissing me again. This time having me straddled against his hips. I could feel his lengths against my toned ass and it felt exciting.

We go to the top floor. From what I could see it looked like a palace. The wolf goes up a set of stairs that I could see out of the corner of my eye, as the shark and I went into a door to the left of us.

He puts me down on the floor and takes my cloths and starts feeling me all over. He slowly takes his jeans off and of course I see them. They are huge!

I uses his hands to feel around my ass. It is a sensitive area for me as this will be my first time.

"Are you kidding?" the shark said in surprise. "It seems like you have not been fucked before? Are you still a virgin?"

I shook my head "I am not normal a bottom..."

The shark spat on his hand and used this to lube up my hole. His fingers felt huge. One finger felt like a human cock and I was scared. If he stuck one of those cocks in me, it was going to hurt big time.

Garl slowly used his one finger around my ass and finally pushed it in. I moaned out of the sheer enjoyment of it penetrating me. It made my cock twitch and leak a bit of pre-cum on my stomach. It was glorious.

I could feel a second finger slowly teasing the outside of my ass. I was brought back from my drunken stupor of love making when Garl put the second finger in to my ass. I thought my whole body was going to split open, my ass was on fire and it also felt good. I could feel both of his fingers inside of me. Garl was using them with amazing skill, he was pumping in and out for a while. Then he found that spot.

I gasped really loudly as he started stroking that spot which made me see stars. It felt so good! It was heavenly.

Then the feeling of being full was gone. The fingers no longer there. It was replaced with a different sensation. I could feel the tip of one of his cocks pointed at my hole. It felt massive and I was scared it was going to rip me in half.

And like that, Garl had pushed the head of one his cocks into me and I could then feel each inch sliding in afterwards. It felt like an eternity. A mixture of please and pain. I could barely see as tears streamed my face from the sheer pain that was brought from having this one cock inside of me. Garl was patient and calm as he waited for me to get used to the pain and size of his cock before slides out and starts to build up a rhythm. It felt so good.

I moaned so loud at the cock moving in my ass that I did not feel the first ejaculation I had, which hit my chest. The next thing I feel is being empty, surely he was not finished. Then I felt his hand rub over my body and pick up some cum that was there. He rubbed it around both of his cocks and aimed both of them at my hole.

It hurt like hell...but man it started to become enjoyable as he fucked me with both of his cocks. Soon I had another load that spurted all over me.

I could feel Garl was getting close, his pace had picked up faster and faster. My insides must be wrecked by now. Then I felt his hips slap against me really hard for the last time as felt both his cocks twitch inside of me as he unloaded everything he had.

I felt empty as he pulled both of his cocks out. He stood up and went to the door, opened it and....

I had to get to Jarg quickly. I could smell something is off with this guy we brought back. I told Garl to keep him entertained while I go and find Jarg. This seemed bad, very bad. I am stupid, I might have brought a threat within the safety of my home. Of our home. God what have I done.

These new senses and sensations I get are often overwhelming. Jarg had reassured me that it was common among new werewolves. It is a matter of just getting used to the smells, sounds and feelings you get. Dealing with them one by one is hard and difficult.

I was trying to find Jarg or someone that I can talk to. I trusted a lot of people within this palace with my life. They were all my family now. I could smell if anyone of them had an odour of betrayal. I did once, I don't know what happened to them, nor do I want to. Because this one guy was here to kill me. The scent I got from Logan was that he was here for a purpose. Something that I could not put my finger to.

I needed to find someone. So I raced around the upper floors of the palace. I could not find anyone. Not the doctor, no maids or butlers. Then I found the throne room, the doors closed but I needed to find him quickly.

I reached out for the door handle and then I heard footsteps. I turned around....

"_Lorn, what is wrong?"_a very feminine voice come from behind me.

I was looking at a five foot three black wolf woman, it was Madame Lareaux. Do not call her Lara, whatever you do, she hates it. She was the head of the maids within the palace and generally ran the place over Jarg. He was the King of everything but she was the one that most people were scared of. She wore a standard maid outfit, however, the top was blue to signify her status.

She had green eyes the color of freshly cut emeralds, she smelled of freshly cut grass and at the top of her ears was pale red tufts. In her right hand she held on to a clipboard with names and designated areas for each maid and butler within the palace. Madame Lareaux always wore a smile and was cheerful, but she was stern and sometimes cold.

"Dear, I asked a question. Don't make me repeat myself." She said sternly. I felt like this was a mother scolding her child for not answering their mother the first time.

"I am looking for Jarg. I brought a human in to the palace because he was in the club and I was stupid..." I started to sob. Yeah, real brilliant. Tough guy werewolf that almost tore open his lover and his friend reduced to sobbing like a child.

"_Lorn, dear. That is nothing to be ashamed of. Though why has this got to do with His Majesty?"_she enquired.

I had to think fast on the answer. Madame Lareaux was not one for waiting.

"I could smell something off about him. He seemed like he had a hidden agenda....something ominous." I told her. I had found someone who I could tell.

After the words come out of my mother, her expression changed from smiles and being cheerful to one of concern and I think I saw a glimmer of panic in her face too.

"Where is he?" she interrogated me for the information. I told her that he was Garl on the first floor. She took my left hand and we both went back to the first floor. We could hear moaning coming from Garl's room.

We knew what was happening. As Madame Lareaux reached for the handle. The door opened and there was Garl, standing with his cocks erect and covered in come. He grabbed me and next thing I know my clothes where torn off. I was picked up by Garl and both of his heads aimed at my ass. I was not prepared for taking two cocks at once as he shoved me down on them.

I gasped in pleasure and pain. I could feel him pull me down further and further on to his cocks until my ass touched his crotch.

I heard a loud crack and a yelp as I see Madame Lareaux used her whip to hit Garl. His sex-craze stopped for a bit as she scolded him.

"GARL! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" she yelled as it echoed through the palace.

Garl looked at me and just apologised with his eyes. He couldn't say anything through his shame. He moved his hands to start lifting me off his cocks. I held on to his forearms and shook my head to say no, I want to have a bit of fun with him since it was a while.

"Take this to the main room please." Madame Lareaux barked. "I will attend to..."

I didn't hear the last part as Garl was taking the stairs at two and three at a time which was bouncing me up and down his cocks. As he walked to the main room, I was bouncing up and down on his cocks and it felt good.

We got to the room and Garl laid me down on the bed and started fucking me really hard. It felt great. I heard the door open and a surprise gasp. It was Jarg.

Jarg came over to me and laid a hand on Garl's shoulder. He pulled out of me.

I could see Jarg was already erect and ready to go. He shoved in none to gently and started fucking me with extreme vigor. It was good being back on his cock. After a while I felt his seed spreading within me. We embraced and kissed.

"Your Majesty, we have a situation..." I heard Madame Lareaux call from behind the main room's door.

I knew what it might be about but I felt Jarg sigh and he kissed me passionately and I wanted him to stay.