Digging Up a Cold Memory

Storming inside a wide cave with his neck still bleeding, the one eared wolf, William laid down on the floor of his den. Frost covered around his fur, the bite would was stinging and the cold was making it worse. Added into the mix, the failed attempt to score his revenge was making his blood pound inside his head; wasn't the type of family reunion he had planned to have with his father or sister.

"Peek-a-boo! I see you!" a scary voice spoke out, and laughed loudly.

William didn't need to look around as he easily knew who the voice belonged to. At the entrance of the cave, a big, fat wolf stood there with a wicked smile over his face. He growled lowly as the wolf came up to him laughing but didn't attack.

"What's the matter big guy? Miss your shot on killing big daddy? Two years of waiting and you screw up?" asked the fat wolf evilly. Laughing more, he began to hit him around his body with his large paw as he added words of insults. "You stupid, little, twisted, deformed, idiotic-"

WHAP!

William had slapped a paw back at the obese wolf sending him back with a painful, "Oof!"

"You still got the fire in your mind, heart and body still," smirked the fat wolf, ignoring the fact he struck him hard, he went up to him and wrapped a paw over him. "That's good. You're gonna need that to kill them all. Two things went wrong though: you got hurt and messed up. Now they all know you're alive and back which means they're all gonna be on major alert. In the meantime heal fast because you're going back there."

"Why all of them?" questioned William, barely sounding interested.

"Why do you always have to ask why?" barked the fat wolf crossly, slamming a paw onto the ground. "For two fucking years, I had to listen to your questions in your little, scary deep voice: Why are you helping me? Why should I kill all of them? Why can't I kill Winston now? Why didn't you tell me this was going to hurt? Just do what the boss tells you and you'll still be getting what you want! Need I remind you that it was the boss who gave you your life back?"

The wolf tapped at his head.

"Dig deep! Remember you owe her."

William closed his eyes as the memory of his young body freezing to death in the forest. His paws and body so deep in the snow, he could barely move through the blizzard. Ears so cold they felt like they were on fire.

"Father!" called William loudly. "Father, where are you? Father! Please!"

A long had passed as he continued to trudge through the snow with no answer. No matter how long or loud he howled for his father, mother or sister to help him. Sadness was welling up inside of him as he began to whine. Believing he was going to freeze to death in this cold darkness, William curled up as tight as he could, sadly hoping death would soon come and embrace him. It was obvious to him now; his father had ditched him. His parents clearly loved his sisters betters. Kate the most...

Falling asleep in the snow, not expecting to wake up, William woke up inside of a warm den. A full grown Timber wolf had herself wrapped around him to help keep him warm. His ears feeling numb, he reached a paw up to rub them and felt one was missing! Gone forever.

"Well look at was left in the freezer too long," chuckled a mean voice.

William looked over to see the fat wolf standing at the front of the den, smiling in a funny way.

"OUT!" barked the Timber wolf.

In his usual laugh, the fat wolf departed. Then the Timber gently brought William's face to focus on hers.

"Here's the deal: I saved your life. If it wasn't for me, you would have been nothing but frozen dead meat so now your life belongs to me. If you say no, you will go back to being dead meat, only you won't be served cold. Do you understand?"

William at first thought of biting her paw to show he belonged to nobody now. But surely she might kill him for it and the blizzard was still happening outside, still dark. His father was surely out there somewhere but as far as he was concerned that wolf no longer loved him.

William nodded his head.

"Good," smiled the Timber wolf, bringing him closer to her. "Now tell me where you come from. I wish to know everything."

In anger and hate, William didn't hesitate to answer every question. All that remained on his mind now was loyalty to the wolf before him. And as the time went by she returned the loyalty; she fed him, protected him, trained him and if necessary... punished him.

"Soon as my neck is healed up," growled William. "I'm going to snap Winston's in two!"

"Why of course you will! And don't you dare forget all the others!" said the fat wolf sadistically, leaving the den and then turned back around. "Oh and by the way, the boss sent you a little something to help you heal quicker. Girls!"

At the call, two beautiful Timber wolf females entered the den, smiling at William affectionately.

"Have you two ever had the pleasure of sleeping with such a handsome yet deformed looking wolf? Well I think its about time!" chuckled the fat wolf, departing from the cave. "I can't wait to have this all over and done with."

Being alone with the two females they came up to William and began rubbing against him. Letting the girls continue the action of nuzzling him, he laid back on his side to let them lick his neck bite with their warm tongues. Slowly one of the females went lower and lower down all the way from his chest to his lower regions...

That's chapter 2 for ya. Reviews are greatly appreciated. I always return the favor.