A tiny smile spread over Sean's face. He desperately wanted to reach out and pet him but kept his distance. He just wanted to be sure if Mark was giving him the signal or just happy to see him as food. Sitting on the floor, Sean exhaled heavily as he looked over Mark's furry body. He'd never considered himself a furry, but it didn't seem to matter what form Mark took. He loved him. Mark's body trembled as he struggled to sit up. The chains were thin and light but on Mark, they appeared to weigh a ton. The wispy smoke that puffed off his fur made the air smell like burning fur and flesh. It made Sean want to gag as his nose burned, but he could imagine it hurt Mark more. He forced himself to ignore it, until Mark began to whine and shift restlessly. Clawing with his back feet at the collar and muzzle with desperation. Sean glanced up at the door, but it didn't sound like Skadi was coming back yet. Swallowing, he tried to tell himself to be patient. Until Mark's got stuck in his muzzle causing him to panic and yelp.

Groaning, Sean inched closer to him, telling him nervously. "Mark, stay still. I'll... Let me help. Just don't... bite me." Mark thrashed his head a bit, but settled as Sean's hand drew nearer. Sean's fingers trembled as he reached up behind Mark's perked up ears. Grabbing the chain, Sean felt goosebumps run down his spine as Mark's warm breath breezed over his shoulder. Mark's head was almost the entire width of his shoulders. His teeth were almost as long as his fingers and sharp. Holding his breath, he unclipped the chain and froze as the muzzle fell to the floor from the weight of Mark's large back paw. Sean watched Mark lick his lips out the corner of his eyes, before lowering his hand slowly to Mark's neck to grab the collar. Mark lifted his head to expose his neck more and Sean said a prayer before pulling the collar open with a loud 'click'. Mark immediately got up to all fours, causing Sean to flinch as he shook the collar and neck chains free of himself.

Gritting his teeth, Sean worked quickly to unchain his paws and then scrambled away from Mark as quickly as he could. Mark rose to his hind legs, towering over him as he shook the rest of the chains free and arched his back to unleash a howl that vibrated through Sean to his core. With the chains gone, Sean noticed the burned fur shed away to allow fresh fur to grow out. His bones popping as he stretched himself out. It made Sean's heart race to see how big Mark was as a werewolf. He was as big as the white werewolf with just as much muscle. He tried to keep his eyes from going lower, but Mark wasn't wearing anything and standing upright. Decides, he'd seen Mark naked. It was nothing new... except for the fur. Mark's deep brown fur looked thick, soft, and shiny. It complimented every curve and muscle of his body. Including the one between his legs. He was pretty sure that his increase in height and build had made him... bigger. Which brought a blush to his cheeks that warmed his face in the cold basement.

He was so distracted by Mark's lower half that he hadn't noticed Mark was moving, until a window pooped up in front of him to warn him of incoming prompts. He barely registered it, when the window dropped, and Mark began to move in slow motion. His hand raised with claws extended and bright red eyes! Missing the first prompt out of pure shock, Sean screamed as Mark's claws slashed down across his neck and chest. Falling to his side, Sean watched Mark drop to all fours, his maw opening to reveal his teeth. He began to move in slow motion again as he went to bite his throat, when another prompt came up. It was a circle that appeared on Mark's nose with a handprint. Quickly reaching up, he placed his hand on Mark's nose and pleaded with him. "Mark? It's me!" Mark's jaws snapped shut, taking a step back as he sniffed his hand. Taking a sudden step back, Mark snorted disgustedly and lunged for him! Triggering another prompt that put the circles at Mark's throat.

Jerking his hands up into position, he caught Mark's throat as he dropped down over him to pin him to the floor. Mark's jaws snapped inches from his face, his foaming spit flying everywhere. Holding him at bay, Sean pleaded louder. "MARK! IT'S ME!" Mark eased back, lifting a hand again to slash at him, triggering a frightening prompt. One circle appeared over Mark's chest with a dagger. It wanted him to kill him. Shaking his head, he told Mark seriously. "I won't do it. I'd rather take the hit and go into the red!" The prompt vanished and Mark's claws came swinging in but slowed back down as another prompt appeared. This circle appeared on Mark's swinging arm with what looked like a hug indicator. Turning onto his side, he wrapped his arms around Mark's arm and pulled it up against himself. Mark's swing faltered and forced Mark to drop across his belly behind him. Curling himself tightly around his arm, he trembled but refused to let go.

He closed his eyes after a minute of no more prompts. Mark's claws lightly scratched his chest, but he didn't care. Mark was still for the most part. He just wanted him to stop. Practically willing him with his hug for him to stop. Holding Mark's arm, Sean couldn't help running his fingers through the silky fur. Enjoying the warmth that radiated off him. He could almost fall asleep like this. Sean's wings then fluttered as something long and wet dragged slowly over his shoulder and along his neck. It set off a primal fear response in him. He was being tasted. He was going to be eaten. Holding Mark's arm tighter, he pleaded in a quivering voice. "Mark? Please... I'm here. I won't hurt you." Another tender lick and Sean scolded himself. Why was this turning him on? He got fear boners so rarely and yet... this one was hard to ignore. Swallowing, he tried to focus on something else to turn himself off. Only for a deep buttery voice to whisper over his shoulder. "I'm sorry... I lost control. Oh, Sean... Please don't be scared of me."

Sean's eyes flew open before he peeked over his shoulder. Mark's eyes were no longer red. They were a stunning gold color that glinted in the dim lighting. A whimper left Mark, before he continued to tentatively lick his bleeding shoulder. Mark was licking the cuts along his throat and shoulder that he'd done. His eyes were so big and guilty looking as his tongue traced over the bleeding skin over and over. Trying to will it to heal and for Sean to forgive him. Reaching up, Sean brushed his hand along Mark's furry cheek, whispering to him sweetly. "I'm not scared of you, Mark. I'm scared of what you'd think of yourself for doing it." Mark blinked, lifting his head as he whimpered out in shock. "You can understand me?" Smirking, Sean booped his big black nose, whispering to him. "Apparently. I guess, being an Elf... I can hear animals that can talk. I realized it with the white wolf upstairs. I wasn't sure about you." Mark's wolfish grin gave Sean strange tingles.

Mark started to get up, when Sean pleaded with him. "Wait. Don't go..." Mark tilted his head, and Sean bit his lip before telling him honestly. "I'm really cold, Mark. This basement is starting to... freeze me over." As he kept his arm outstretched to Mark, he watched his hand reluctantly shake from the cold. The stones that made up the basement floor were already so cold that they might as well be ice. Without the jacket Mark made him, he just wasn't able to handle this climate. Taking his wrist, Mark pulled him up to his feet and then hefted him up into his arms. Sean was going to protest, but being off the cold floor and snuggled into his warm fur was hard to resist. For a moment for two, he just held him, burying him in his soft fur until he stopped shaking. Then Mark finally began to move. Taking him slowly up the stairs as he got used to his new body. Stepping out into the cabin's living room, they saw Skadi and Ruttisdir.

She was sitting in her chair, petting Ruttisdir, who growled softly as they appeared. Tapping his head to silence Ruttisdir, Skadi happily cooed out. "Good. You took to the wolf faster than I thought. Come. Sit. Drink." Ruttisdir glanced at Skadi as if to plead with her not to let Mark close. She ignored him. Walking past them, Mark lowered Sean down by the fire. Then turned toward the coffee table. Dropping over the table, Mark submerged his nose into a bowl of fresh water. Lapping it down like he'd spent months in the desert. Ruttisdir snarled as he watched Mark, staying glued to Skadi's side as if to protect her from him. When Mark finished, he pulled his muzzle up from the water, letting the water drip off him to the floor. With another smile, Skadi beckoned Mark to come closer to her. Ruttisdir snarled louder, until Skadi snapped out in a deep mommy tone. "Rut! Corner! Now!" Whimpering, Ruttisdir kept away to the nearest corner with his tail between his legs.

Leaning forward, Skadi beckoned Mark to sit before her chair, telling him sweetly. "Sorry about him. My boy is a bit jealous. He doesn't like to share attention. But I want a good look at you in the light." Dropping to all fours, Mark walked closer to her and sat down. Sean watched with his own stirring jealousy as she stroked Mark's cheeks and head. Her delight in his soft shiny fur showing. Rubbing his ears, she told Mark lovingly. "What a nice dark pelt on you. And those eyes. You turned out much better than I imagined. So handsome." With a teasing grin, she propped his jaws up and added with a wink. "If you desire. I have a few girls that I'd love to breed you with. What fine pelts you'd give the pups. Combined with your strength and powerful bloodline." From the corner, Ruttisdir began to whine and softly bark in protest, but Skadi ignored him as a menu popped up for Mark to read. Sean felt as restless and upset as Ruttisdir! He won't consider her offer... would he?

Mark pressed a button on his menu, and Skadi grinned as she said aloud. "Shame. Mated for life already. Well... If you change your mind. My girls will be waiting. They'd wear a boy like you out. I don't know many others that will have the stamina." Mark snorted but said nothing. Getting to her feet, Skadi told him seriously. "Rest yourself. Before the full moon vanishes in the morning, you will fight my champion. Ruttisdir. Defeat him and you become my new champion. Keep in mind... I only give the title to ONE wolf. Any others wishing to claim my title will have to hunt you down for it. To go without, will deny you of my help. Goodnight, my little wolf." Skadi moved to the door, beckoning Ruttisdir to follow her. Which he did without complaint. After the door closed behind them, Mark moved back over to Sean. Sean tried not to look upset by the interaction, but he was. Just thinking about Mark fucking into some girl made him unhappy.

It made him think... of HER. The one still waiting for him. The one that had stolen him away. Turning himself away from Mark, he felt the weight of the world crushing his shoulders. He wanted out of this game. He wanted to be with the real Mark, but a knot was twisting up in his gut. Would Mark really leave her for him? Could he trust him? Or should he just stay here and keep him. Behind him, Mark licked his neck, purring into his ear longingly. "Are you ok?" Sean wanted to shake his head. Instead, he mumbled out. "I'm ok. Just... cold." Mark licked his ear with his long tongue, gently prodding. "You're jealous. Admit it." Sean shook his head. Mark playfully shoved Sean down to the floor, pinning him there as he innocently growled down to him. "I can see it. Admit it. You thought that I would. Didn't you?" Giving him puppy eyes, Mark asked. "Well, I didn't. So why are you mad?" Sitting up, Sean kissed his big black nose, before lying convincingly. "Because I'm worried it's what the wolf wants. After all... he tried to kill me."

Mark's ears fell back, before he whimpered out with big eyes. "He wouldn't have... but I didn't realize it was going to give me a prompt to get the wolf under control. So... I missed the first two and managed to get the others that allowed you to calm him. I said I was sorry." Sighing, Sean smirked and leaned in to wrap his arms around him. Bringing his lips to his silky ear, Sean licked it and playfully whispered to him. "Wanna find that hot spring? You still owe me a honeymoon. Wolf or not." A wolfish grin spread over Mark's lips, when he told him playfully. "Climb on. I can smell where it is." Swinging a leg over Mark's back, Sean buried himself in his fur as Mark started to walk on all fours toward the stairs. Leading him to an enclosed balcony, Mark pawed the door open and slipped inside the humid room. The enclosed balcony resembled a large hot spring spa room. With plenty of steaming clear tubs and lush plants. Fountains trinkled with water and the floor had a heated rug that squeezed around one's foot like gelled water or sand.

Sliding around the rug fora bit, Sean stopped playing when Mark's lusty voice asked him coolly. "Will you bathe first? Or just jump in?" Slowly turning to face Mark, Sean teased back. "You plan to just sit there and watch me?" Mark sat himself down as his answer, causing a chuckle to escape from Sean. To Be Continued...