Erotic Wolf

Wyatt and Beck

"Sir! Come and visit my harem and you will not be dissapointed!" The Man yelled practically in my ear as I passed.

"I'm sure.... Tell me caller, will my mate be in your establishment?" He gave me a blank look. " I didn't think so."

Moving to walk past him I froze at his next words.

"A wolf huh? I think we might have someone to cater to your need."

I schooled my features before turning towards the middle aged man. I gave him a fake smile but internally I was raging. How dare they take one of ours!

"Oh? You have wolves?" I asked calmly.

The caller smiled thinking he's finally hooked a rich one.

"There are a couple... but what do I know? Your not even interested." He smiled at me smugly. I almost lost all composure and clawed out his throat but I still needed to know where this whore house was located so I held back

"I'll decide if I'm interested or not." I pulled out a small roll of bills and handed them to him. He took them greedily and began walking towards the more run down part of town.

"How many do you have?" I asked wondering how these filthy humans had captured my people.

"There are just two. A set if you will. They are rather cute twins."

We stopped outside of a rundown looking hotel. I wanted to kill the caller now and be done with him but was glad I didn't when he pulled out a key. Unlocking the door he waved me in. What I saw was terrifying. Young girls were sitting on couches and chairs around the room. A few of them looked more seasoned. What caught my eye were the two frightened boys in the corner of the room. They had collars around their necks and seemed to be trying to hold their own and look tough and unafraid but were failing.

"Yep, hope you don't mind boys, I figured you wouldn't, I know how you wolves are. Just got them in yesterday. Clawed at anyone who tried to touch them but if anyone can handle that it's you. Guess I just needed to find the right clientele." The caller chuckled to himself as he counted the roll I'd given him.

Paying the caller no mind my eyes still locked on the boys. They couldn't have been a day over eighteen. They had sandy blond hair and green eyes. They were adorable. My wolf purred as I took them in but growled when we saw their collar. By no means were wolves meant to be collared.

I turned to the human beside me who was still yapping on. Extending my claws I swiped out and slashed his neck in one swift motion. He gargled on his own blood as he dropped to his knees clutching his neck.

The room erupted into cheers. I turned back to the boys and stalked up to them. They both whimpered and backed away.

"Don't worry pups. I'm here to help." They still whimpered a little but didn't back away this time. One looked to the other and nodded. Slowly they came forward.

"H-he has the key to the collar." The one on the left told me.

I walked over and twisted and turned the dead man until I found the right pocket. There were about ten keys on the chain. One by one I inserted the key into the talking boys collar until I heard a click. He quickly snatched it off his neck and sighed in relief.

I turned to the other boy. This one was more shy, he looked to his brother as if to ask for help.

"Thank you for saving us sir but my brother is very nervouse and scared, do you mind if I unlock him?" Said the braver boy.

I shrugged and handed him the key. He made quick work of his brothers collar. The boy fell into his brothers arms tears of relief rolling down his face. Like I said, wolves should never be collared. I'm surprised the collars didn't break their wolf.