It took a while before you could trust anyone again, and that's why you were here out in the forest, hunting practically every piece of game you could find. Your paws moved silently through the underbrush as you tracked scent after scent, desperate to lose yourself in the familiar rhythm of the hunt. But you stopped abruptly when Chan's distinctive scent hit your nostrils - that unmistakable mix of pine and authority that made your wolf instincts both submit and rebel. You sighed deeply, your breath forming small clouds in the cool forest air. Time to face hell, you thought grimly, and then trotted reluctantly toward the imposing figure of the big black wolf standing motionless at the forest line, his piercing red eyes boring into you with an intensity that made your fur stand on end.

"Look, I... I'm sorry, but I couldn't just stay in the den," you said, your ears pricked forward in a mixture of defiance and appeasement, tail held low but not quite tucked between your legs. You tried to keep your voice steady, but there was a tremor there that betrayed your nervousness.

Bang Chan said nothing at first, just looked at you with those burning red eyes that seemed to see straight through to your soul. Then, without warning, he swept his massive tail over your mouth, the gesture both gentle and commanding as he rumbled in that deep, authoritative voice that sent shivers down your spine, "You aren't going to speak right now, princess." The nickname rolled off his tongue with a mixture of affection and warning that made your heart race.

Then he turned with fluid grace and trotted off toward the communal dens where Felix and Hyunjin were waiting, his black fur rippling like liquid shadow in the dappled forest light. You had no choice but to follow, your paws padding softly against the forest floor as you trailed behind your pack leader, knowing that whatever awaited you at the dens would determine your fate within the pack.

Lee Know emerged from the shadows between the trees, his sleek form materializing like smoke as he approached with predatory grace. His nostrils flared as he drew close, pressing his muzzle against your neck to inhale deeply. "You worried us," he murmured, his voice carrying both relief and reproach. Without warning, he nudged your hindquarters with his snout, the gesture firm and directing. "Get into the breeding den. Changbin will take care of you."

Before you could process his words fully, he had melted back into the forest shadows, leaving you staring after him in shock. Your head snapped toward Chan, eyes wide with disbelief and growing panic. "What? You can't force me to breed! It's not even mating season!" The words tore from your throat in a near-yowl, your hackles rising as primal fear coursed through your veins.

Your alpha stopped short, his massive frame whirling to face you with fluid precision. Those burning red eyes locked onto yours with an intensity that made your knees weak. "We aren't going to force you to take our knot in your belly, love," he said, his voice deceptively gentle. "Only that you let us pleasure you."

"What—" The word barely escaped your lips as you gaped at him, your mind reeling from the implications. Chan's expression softened into something almost tender as he stepped closer, his rough tongue darting out to lick that sensitive spot just below your ear. The sensation sent lightning through your nervous system, and you nearly collapsed to the ground, your legs trembling as you fought to remain upright. You managed to glare at your alpha through the haze of unwanted sensation. "You can't force me," you hissed, though your voice lacked the conviction you desperately wanted it to carry.

Chan's nostrils flared as he scented the air around you, a knowing gleam entering those crimson eyes. "We can, and you're going into heat early—I know you are," he stated with absolute certainty, his voice dropping to a rumbling growl that vibrated through your bones.

Without another word, he slipped into the den's entrance, his black form disappearing into the shadowed interior. You hesitated at the threshold, your heart hammering against your ribs, before the scents from within hit you like a physical blow. Your eyes widened in shock at the sight that greeted you: Jisung and Changbin were sprawled across the soft furs that lined the den floor, their human forms partially shifted, muscles rippling beneath skin that seemed to glow in the dim light. Their arousal was evident and overwhelming, the musky scent of their desire filling the enclosed space and making your head spin with its intensity.

Jisung's eyes gleamed with predatory hunger as he began the fluid transformation, his human form melting away like morning mist. Bones cracked and reformed with wet, organic sounds as his spine elongated and his limbs reshaped themselves. Golden fur sprouted across his skin in waves, and within moments, a sleek wolf with intelligent amber eyes stood before you. His tail wagged once, a deceptively playful gesture that didn't match the intensity burning in his gaze.

"Turn to human, love," he purred, his voice now carrying the deeper resonance of his wolf form as he approached with calculated grace. His powerful shoulders rolled with each step, and before you could react, he had nudged you backward with his snout. The gentle but insistent pressure sent you tumbling onto your back among the soft furs, your legs splaying open in a vulnerable position that made heat rush to your cheeks.

But your wolf form remained stubbornly intact, your fur bristling with defiance even as your body betrayed you with its positioning. You could feel the shift trying to take hold—that familiar tingling sensation that preceded transformation—but you fought against it with every fiber of your being.

Changbin, still in his human form, raised an eyebrow as he observed your resistance. His dark eyes sparkled with amusement and something far more dangerous. The corner of his mouth quirked up in a knowing smirk that made your stomach flip with nervous anticipation. "Feeling frisky, are we?" he drawled, his voice thick with barely contained desire.

The condescending tone ignited something primal within you. Your lips pulled back in a snarl, revealing sharp canine teeth as you glared at him with burning intensity. In one fluid motion, you twisted your powerful hindquarters and launched yourself forward, using the momentum to flip your positions entirely. Your paws landed on either side of his chest as you pinned him beneath your wolf form, your weight pressing him deep into the luxurious furs.

"Don't test me, pup," you hissed directly into his ear, your hot breath making him shiver as the words rumbled from your throat in a low, threatening growl. The unexpected dominance in your voice, combined with the sensation of your fur brushing against his bare skin, drew a surprised moan from his lips that he couldn't quite suppress.

Before you could savor your moment of dominance, Chan's massive form crashed into you with the force of a landslide. His powerful muscles rippled as he tackled you down onto the soft furs, your bodies rolling in a tangle of limbs and fur until you found yourself pinned beneath his imposing frame. Without hesitation, his rough tongue found your most sensitive entrance, the wet heat of it making you gasp and arch involuntarily. "You're testing us. That's what's happening, love," he rumbled against your heated flesh, his voice vibrating through your core in a way that made your vision blur with unwanted pleasure.

But the dragon blood that coursed through your veins—ancient and fierce—refused to be subdued. With a surge of supernatural strength, you growled low and deep, the sound reverberating through the den like thunder. In one explosive movement, you rolled the massive black wolf off you, your claws finding purchase as you pinned his broad chest down against the furs. Your eyes blazed with an otherworldly fire as you felt the familiar burn of transformation beginning to take hold.

"Remember who the dragon is here, pet," you hissed, your voice dropping to a dangerous whisper that made the very air around you shimmer with heat. Then you let yourself become what you truly were—magnificent wings unfurled from your shoulders with a sound like silk tearing, their span casting shadows across the den walls. Your form elongated and shifted, scales rippling along your skin like liquid armor as you embraced your draconic nature. Without warning, you struck like lightning, your fangs finding that exquisitely sensitive spot at the junction of Chan's neck and shoulder.

The effect was instantaneous and devastating. Chan's entire body convulsed beneath you as a moan tore from his throat—raw, desperate, and completely unguarded. His already straining cock pulsed violently, spurting thick ropes of precum that painted his stomach and the furs beneath him in pearlescent streams. The scent of his arousal filled the air, musky and overwhelming.

You chortled, a sound that was part purr, part growl, and entirely predatory. The vibration rumbled through your chest as you positioned yourself above him, your entrance hovering tantalizingly over his throbbing length. With deliberate slowness that bordered on torture, you sank down onto him in one fluid, merciless motion that buried him to the hilt inside your welcoming heat.

Chan's back arched off the furs as if struck by lightning, his powerful frame bowing beneath you as every muscle in his body went taut. All that commanding alpha presence—that intimidating authority that had made you submit just moments before—crumbled away like sand. In its place was something raw and vulnerable, his red eyes glazed with desperate need as he transformed into nothing more than a submissive omega beneath your draconic dominance.

Changbin and Jisung watched from their positions nearby, their own cocks straining painfully against their constraints, precum beading at their tips as they witnessed their pack leader's complete surrender. Their breathing came in short, desperate pants as they fought the urge to touch themselves without permission.

You turned your magnificent head toward them, your eyes glowing with ancient fire as you deliberately blasted a wave of heated air in their direction. The supernatural warmth washed over their skin like a caress, making them shudder with barely contained need. "Come on, you two," you commanded, your voice carrying the weight of centuries and the promise of exquisite torment. "Touch yourselves. I'll deal with you later."