I left the breakfast table satisfied. Jean was doing the cooking this morning, and her buckwheat pancakes were the best. "Good job on breakfast, Jean." Jean smiled but kept her eyes down as I passed her. Jean was an omega, a low ranking but valuable wolf in our Pack. She worked hard and rarely needed my discipline, so we got along well. She knew her place in human or wolf form, having learned the lessons of Pack hierarchy well after her involuntary turn five years ago.
As I passed the kitchen where Gina and Nicole were doing dishes and cleanup, I noted that not all had learned so well. Nicole was currently the lowest ranked wolf in the Pack, Gina just above her. In wolf form Nicole would submit, but her human side rebelled against her low rank and kept trying to push Gina. This would go on until she would be put in her place; sometimes this happened in human form. If not resolved then, Gina's wolf would take it out on her when she shifted. "Bitches get stitches" as they say. Getting along in a pack was all about understanding your place. You obeyed and showed respect to those above you and demanding the same from those below.
I ignored the posturing around the kitchen sink. I paid attention to the rank fights but there was no need for me to interfere. As the Alpha Bitch, I ranked them all and I would keep it that way.
I'd been born into this pack thirty seven years ago, the sole surviving daughter of Alpha Zach and Madam Alpha Charlotte. My parents were strong wolves, and I had inherited their size and strength as a female in wolf and human form. I ran my pack business well, I was firm but fair with the women in my charge. They did things my way, right away, or they felt my wrath. The former humans found it difficult at times to adapt to a world that was so focused on rank order, but I loved it. We were a tight unit because we didn't argue with each other, we all had our jobs and we did them well.
If you didn't like it, too bad. Leaving isn't a good option. Wolves without a Pack and an Alpha tended to go crazy fairly quickly. Our wolf part isn't meant to be alone and our human part can't trust our wolves around other humans. Those you love tend to get hurt.
Life had been pretty good lately; hunting was good, the pack was prospering. My twin sons were growing rapidly, having been born six months ago. They were with LuAnn, an older Omega who was their nanny. They were the only infants in the Pack, as the Alpha Bitch I was the only one allowed to breed. Our wolves would only go into heat if they were chosen by the Alpha Male.
Heats only come once a year to us, usually in the early winter, and the previous two years they hadn't taken. I have one son named Daniel who is now three, and he is the Alpha Heir. I'm hoping my next one takes as well.
Werewolf pregnancies are accelerated compared to human, with them being born in about three months in wolf form. Born small, they are very vulnerable until they put on enough weight. I spent my whole pregnancy and the first three months of their lives in wolf form until they could safely shift to human form, and I was finally getting used to being "majority human" again. Pregnancy kind of sucks, when in wolf form your human side can't communicate with the rest of the Pack.
When we are in wolf form, we rely on facial expressions, posture and growls, just like you see with dogs. When others are in human form and I'm in wolf, they can't talk much. My wolf has learned a few basic words, but that is it. It's totally frustrating for my human side to know exactly what needs to happen and not be able to get my wolf side to figure it out. We don't talk, you know.
Joel and the men were on patrol and not expected until dinnertime, so my day was going to be filled with the duties of running a house with twenty members. Menus, supervising cleaning, canning and food preparation, lists for the next town run. I also managed the Pack's finances, which were primarily funded by the custom northwoods furniture we sold on the internet. The wood shop was run by a senior Beta, or supervisory rank, member of our Pack. Jack was an interesting guy, he fell in love with a Pack member and decided to be turned when he found out what she was. That didn't happen too often; there were too many problems with people suddenly sharing their existence with a wild beast.
I came across Jack and Tina as I walked the short path to the shop, I needed to find out if they had anything needed in the next town run. Tina was bent over a chair outside the shop and Jack was pounding her from behind. His well muscled back and legs glistened with the sweat of his exertions. Her pert breasts were swinging below her slender form as she called out encouragement. Jack picked up Tina's left leg and hooked it over his elbow. This changed the spot inside her his thick cock was rubbing, and Tina was moaning her approval.
"Hey Jack, do you need anything?" Jack looked back at me without breaking rhythm. I came around to where Tina could see me as well.
"Now or in town?"
"Both, actually."
"I have a list in the shop, but for right now, I've got what I want. She seems a little under utilized just sitting there. Maybe if Tina had something to keep her busy..." She smiled at me and gestured to the chair. One thing about Tina, she LOVED sex. She had an active sex life, and didn't restrict it to just men.
I slid into the chair as he grabbed her brown ponytail, pulling her back in an arch. I hiked my sundress up to my waist, my hairy sex already glistening with excitement. Jack let her go, but I was pulling her face down and burying it in my folds. I moaned in pleasure as her small fingers pulled my lips apart and her talented little tongue started in on me. Tina knew exactly how I liked it, and loved to make me scream.
Jack's cock would be fun, but it was strictly off limits to me. Joel would know from smell if he had been with me and would drive him out if he thought he was a threat. No other man in the pack would dare touch me.
"Oh yeah, Tina, that's reaaaaaal good." I was moving her head up and down slowly as she flattened her tongue and ran it all the way up to my throbbing clit. I was quickly getting going, Joel was gone so I hadn't gotten a good fuck in a few days now. I moaned as Tina used the tip of her tongue to flick my nub while she worked two fingers up into me and curled them, seeking my G-spot. I just about bucked her off me when she found it and the first orgasm of the morning rocketed through me. "FUCK! YES YES right there..." Tina gently licked me through my orgasm then started up again, licking at my folds before lightly biting my clit as her tongue flicked over it rapidly.
