As Eve, Kate, Lilly and King followed Winston, many of the pack could only guess as to what their great leader was going to say to his family. When they reached the pack leader's den, Winston smiled and looked at his mate for approval. Eve nodded and Winston spoke to the group.

"I'm dying, but don't worry for me," he said softy, finding a reason to smile.

"I've lived a good long life, had a great mate who has given me two beautiful daughters. I would also like to thank you King for looking after my wife while I stayed here for treatment."

"Yes, about that Winston..." Eve began, she was unsure on how Lilly would take to the news that she and King were getting back together soon. "King and I are in love, and I'm sure you planned for that, right?"

Winston's smile never faded as he let out a soft chuckle.

"Then everything is in order," the old Alpha said, then looked at Lilly.

"Do you have something you want to tell your mother?"

Lilly looked at her mother, then at her father and back to her mother.

"Mom," she began. "While you were away, Garth-"

"Got you pregnant," Eve frowned.

"Yes, I know you told me to wait until you came back, but it was so hard to control myself and-"

"Lilly, it's alright," Eve said softly to her distressed daughter, "This is wonderful news. You have no idea how long I have been praying to hear this. You have grown up so much since you got married."

Afterward, as the Alpha and Omega families congratulated Lilly, Runt was out walking with Anna.

"It's good to be home, isn't it Anna?" Runt smiled to his friend. The young Omega looked over at her friend.

"It is," she replied and rubbed her head under his chin. Now, Anna had done this before to Runt and nothing happened, but now he was feeling really warm and tingly on the inside. He remembered what his grandmother had told him about girls and guys liking each other. And Runt did like—NO! He loved Anna.

Anna was beautiful. She was kind, loyal and most of all, very, very hot. He thought back to the time they first went log boarding together. That was a great time, it was when Anna also kissed him the first time as well, even if it was on the cheek. Looking at Anna, Runt placed his paw on top of hers.

"Anna, I...uh...I asked your parents if it was alright," he began nervously, "and I was wondering...and if you don't that's OK... if you will go to the Moonlight Howl with me?"

With that question out in the open, Runt was hoping that the girl of his dreams would say yes.

Anna was both shocked and very happy that Runt had asked her out. It had been her dream to find the perfect boyfriend, who of all wolves happened to be Runt. They were both Omegas, they both loved to log board, and loved each other. Looking at Runt, Anna replied.

"Yes, I'll go with you."

"YES!" Runt shouted as he did a perfect back flip. "Anna..." he sighed. "You have made me the happiest omega there is."

Back at the dens, Eve sat watching her husband do his work outs to help keep his blood flowing. But her sight kept going back to another wolf watching her. Since they returned, King had told Winston he would keep his distance from Eve, so that the two of them could spend the remainder of their time together.

The older female Alpha smiled. King respected Winston very much and would do nothing to ruin his marriage with Eve. Suddenly, Winston collapsed in the middle of his workout.

Eve feared the worst. She ran down and looked at her mate. His breathing was very weak, and it looked like he was struggling to stand up.

"Winston, are you alright?" Eve asked him, her voice shaking.

It took Winston a minute to get back on his feet. He was trying to catch his breath.

"Yes," he said, but it was clear to Eve that he was not. Winston's time was drawing close to an end. The old pack leader place a kiss on Eve cheek.

"Shed no tears for me Eve, I'll be alright."

Winston's words helped ease Eve's heartache, and she went on with her day. Still, Eve was very upset that her mate kept acting like his sickness was nothing to fuss over. How could Winston be so calm about dying? But then it dawned on her, he had made peace with himself and everyone around him. He was clearly a great and wise wolf with a heart of gold.

Later that night, Eve sat under the moon with Winston. Both of them were howling, proclaiming their eternal love for each other. Runt and Anna danced with each other, not caring that their parents were watching them. Sam looked over at Humphrey.

"Looks like those two are now a couple," Sam smiled, but Humphrey blew his nose into his tail.

"He's grown up so fast, and soon, he'll be married and I won't see him as my little pup anymore."

Sam scoffed and patted his friend on the shoulder.

"Don't think of it like that. You will be gaining another daughter..." then Sam's eyes filled with tears.

"My daughter, Anna," he sobbed before blowing his nose into Humphrey's tail.

"Gross," Humphrey groaned, which earned a soft chuckle from Sam as he returned his attention to the festivities.

In truth, the Howl was exactly as Sam remembered it when he was a pup. Wolves of all ages enjoying an evening of howling, either with friends or their significant others. It didn't surprise him to see couples such as Claudette and Fleet, who howled together in perfect harmony. The two would later marry that fall, and by the next spring, welcome their daughter, Nia, into the world, the young pup the spitting image of her mother, save for her father's teal eyes.

It also appeared that Stinky and Magril had decided to take a chance at being a couple. Needless to say, the Moonlight Howl was the first date of many. After nearly a year of dating, the two decided to get married just around the time Nia was born. Two months later, Magril gave birth to twins, a boy who inherited his fur pattern and color from his mother, but with his father's ice blue eyes, and a girl whose grey fur and equally blue eyes made it no mystery that she was the child of her father, Stinky.

The two were named Koda and Marie.

Tony, King, and Nars appeared to be the only ones going stag that evening, sitting at the base of the howling rock, seemingly unfazed at not having dates.

That changed however when a rather voluptuous wolf named Carney approached Nars, inviting him to howl with her. After some playful encouragement from his two stag friends, as well as some playful taunting from Sam, Nars, with a blush, agreed. The two ended up having such a good time, that they even made plans to go a "proper" first date. One date led to another, and the following spring, the two married, with Carney becoming the step-mother of Magril and Fleet.

Next up was Tony, who was invited to howl with some friends Runt had made in the past; a visually impaired wolf named Daria, and her sister Lois. While Tony wasn't looking for a Romantic relationship, he did like the idea of having two lovely females to howl with. The two females began to accept Tony as the father they never had, and offered him companionship until his passing the next summer.

However, the smile on King's face fell, his ears dropping and his wagging tail slowing to a halt.

It appeared as if he didn't have a friend in the world.

Upon noticing this, Terra and Sam were about to walk up and offer him comfort, but that plan was stopped when King was approached by Winston and Eve. What was said next was actually quite surprising; Winston, wanting a bit of rest, offered to sit the next round of howling out. In that time, King could enjoy a nice howl with Eve so he didn't feel left out. Before long, King and Eve were enveloped in a lovely, harmonized howl as Winston sat under a nearby tree.

Sam then looked back upon his daughter on the Howling Rock, proud of the wolf she has become, her melodious howl blending perfectly with Runts, their eyes closed in pure bliss.

Looking to his right, Sam found his parents close together, cuddling in what could only be described as true love, same as his sister and her mate. Sam was surprised to find his young nephew Collin with a very pretty young girl from the southern pack, flirting with the young lass, making her blush and giggle at his actions. The two would marry that fall, and raise a beautiful girl.

Chuckling softly, Sam looked back to his daughter and her date, his heart melting at the sight of the two of them finishing their howl, gazing into each others eyes as they leaned in and shared there first kiss. They would marry the following summer, and the next summer, gift Terra and Sam with their first grandchild, a boy, who, with very recognizable fur and hazel eyes, was named in honor of his grandfather, Samuel.

Four Months Later

Sam and Terra, along with the former's family, laughed as they watched their daughter and her boyfriend, as well as Sam's nephew Collin, play with the former's new little brother. Just two months ago, the Sam and Terra had welcomed their second pup into the world, a pup Sam was proud to see was a boy, a boy who shared his father's cream-colored fur and white underbelly. But two distinguishable features were his auburn mane, which he could have only inherited from his mother, and his yellow eyes, a clear mark of his Grandpa King's genes. His parents named him William, but everyone called him Liam.

"Oh, mon garson," Sam's mother Amelia whispered as she leaned into her mate Alan's side, her brown eyes filling with tears, "you make such beautiful pups."

Sam smiled as he nuzzled his mother, who gratefully returned the gesture. As this happened, Sam's sister Allison and brother-in-law Ewan just smiled at the scene as Alan let out a low chuckle.

"Merci, Mama," Sam whispered as their attention returned to his children. However, the merriment soon subsided as they heard the unmistakable sounds of paws running toward them. Looking behind him, Samuel could make out the image of a visibly concerned Hutch, his breathing labored as he came to a stop in front of the group.

"Hutch," Terra greeted with some concern in her voice, "what is it?" It was at that point the adults could see that Hutch was fighting back tears.

"It's Winston," Hutch sobbed, "he's collapsed."

Everyone's eyes widened at this shocking revelation.

"He's in the leader's den...he wants to see you and your family, Sam. You better get there...you better hurry."

And hurry they did. In an instant Sam, along with his entire family, the young members included, bolted past Hutch for the pack leader's den, clear worry radiating through their bodies, especially Runt's, who managed to surpass the others as he raced to see his grandfather.

In truth, Winston's health gradually deteriorated over the last few months due to an aggressive case of pneumonia. What started as random bouts of breathing difficulty soon turned to frequent coughing fits. As his family and friends observed, not only did he appear to be moving slower these days, he also had lost a considerable amount of weight, his condition making it hard for him to eat. And because his illness weakened him, he was unable to keep physically fit. And now, it would seem that the worst was about to come to pass.

Upon arriving at the pack leader's den, Sam and his family braced themselves for what was about to transpire. Slowly walking into the den, the group could see that it was filled to the point that it was practically crowded. Lined along the walls of the den where family and close friends. Kate and Humphrey along with their children and their respective partners, Anna having gone to join Runt, who at this point was already crying along with his mother and Claudette.

Garth and Lilly, along with Tony, where their as well, as well as the former two's young son Albus, who had been born with his mother's white fur and his father's teal eyes. From what Sam and the other new arrivals could see, Lilly was crying uncontrollably into her mate's chest. Even Tony allowed his tears to silently fall.

And lying on his side at the center of it all was Winston, his frail and emaciated body making him appear as a shadow of his former self. By his side was his loving mate, a very tearful Eve, who was being comforted by King as his own tears fell.

Upon hearing the sound of more wolves entering the den, Winston weakly raised his head to see who it was, smiling sadly as he took in the forms of Sam and his family.

"Sam," he said in a weak and raspy voice, "please come in, take a seat."

Sam actually couldn't help but give a small smile as he and his family entered the den, each taking a seat by the others. For the next few minutes, everyone just sat in silence, no one daring to ruin the peaceful moment as Winston just took the time to gaze at the most important wolves in his life. Finally, the silence was broken, and Winston was the one to break it.

"I love you all so much."

Giving off one last small smile, Winston closed his eyes, his breathing gradually slowing until finally...

Tears where shed as Eve let out a strangled sob as she brought her head down, gently placing a tender kiss on her now deceased mate's cheek as King whispered one final message.

"Goodbye, Old Friend."

The funeral was a simple affair.

But, it was quite an event.

Almost all of Jasper was in attendance, be they wolf, caribou, squirrel, or bird. The Northern and Southern Packs came as well to give a last farewell to a great leader. Even King Bear and his family came to pay final respects to a great friend and ally.

The service took place at the ceremonial slab at the center of the valley, Winston's body in the center, curled up with his head on his paws, almost as if he were sleeping. During that time some where given an opportunity to speak, Eve being the first.

"My mate always believed that death was not the end, but rather a stepping off point. That in time, those who have passed on have begun a new chapter in the universe. And that in good time, we may all be reunited in the next life. But until that day, I will miss him with every fiber of my being."

Stepping toward the body of her mate, Eve placed a tender kiss on his head.

"Goodbye, My Love." As Eve left her spot, Kate and Lilly, along with their mates and children, as well as Tony, stepped forward.

"What can we say," Kate began, trying to fight back her tears, "that could even compare to the kind of wolf my father was?"

"A wolf who was kind?" Lilly choked out, her mate speaking next.

"Loving?" Humphrey next.

"Compassionate?" Then Stinky.

"A Fierce Leader?" Then Claudette, who smiled sadly at her grandmother.

"A Wonderful Mate?"

"An Amazing Grandfather?" Runt weakly added before all eyes turned to Tony, who at this point was trying, and failing, to control his tears.

"And a Good friend?" With a sad smile, Kate spoke again.

"What can we say, other than all of these things?"

With that, the group walked by Winston's body, each saying their own final goodbyes, Runt's being the most heartbreaking as he pressed his forehead against his grandfather's, his tears flowing like a river before being escorted away by his mother. Once they had all returned to their place in the congregation, King was the last to step forward.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, King, tears flowing freely, began to speak.

"You all know who I am...what I have done. Years ago I was a hateful, dark wolf, whose only goal was to make Alpha's reign supreme. Looking back on it, I realize how wrong I was. When I first came to Jasper with my family, I knew that the wolves of this place would be looking to see my blood spilled. But..."

Pausing briefly to look at Winston, King let a warm smile cross his muzzle.

"Winston, at the time, was the first, aside from my family, to believe that I had changed. He took a chance on me, and I have doubted if I was worthy ever since. But now, I know that he never would have defended me, like my wonderful daughter, son-in-law, and granddaughter, if he did not think I was worthy. And we will not debate his profound wisdom at this service. But I will say this, in the time that has come to pass, Winston had become more than a friend..."

"He was my brother...and I am going to spend the rest of my life missing him."

It was at that moment King finally broke, his tears freely falling as his body was racked with sobs. But soon, he felt a new presence nuzzle his head.

"We're all going to miss him King," Sam said in pained whisper, his own tears falling, "we're all going to miss him very much."

Before long, the service came to an end as Winston's body was taken to a ceremonial burial ground for the wolves of Jasper who had passed on. Soon, all in attendance began to disperse, each returning to their homes. All except for King, who found himself once again standing on the slab of rock. Soon, King seemed to lose all sense of time, and before he knew it, months had passed by.

Now, he was standing on the slab of rock as he gazed lovingly at his soon-to-be mate, Eve, who's mane had been decorated with white asters, giving her an air of elegance as she returned King's affectionate gaze. All around, the wolves of Jasper, including the bride and groom's families, smiled at the tender scene. Before long, the ceremony was underway.

First, the acceptance of each other's scents.

Second, a gentle nibble on the ear.

And when the two finally rubbed noses, the packs of Jasper let out a chorus of howls as Eve and King became mates.

That night, everyone celebrated at Howling Rock, many wolves congratulating Eve and King before returning to the celebration, which went well into the night. But, all good things must come to an end. Before long, the crowd began to disperse, and before they knew it, King and Eve were at their shared den. But, as soon as King entered behind Eve, he was met with a great, but not unwelcome surprise, which was Eve shooting her head forward to capture his lips in a kiss.

After a few seconds, Eve pulled away from a King, a lustful twinkle in her eyes.

"Oh," King said teasingly, "I see what you want."

Eve, upon hearing this, let out a sensual growl as she leaned her back against the far wall of the den.

"Yes," she responded huskily, "and I have waited long enough. But answer me this, my studly mate..."

At that moment, King thought his heart was going to burst out of his chest as he saw Eve slowly open her hind legs, revealing her glistening folds to her mate.

"Are you hungry?" Recovering from his shock, King gave Eve an evil smirk as he stalked toward her, hungrily licking his lips, succeeding in making his new mate's body tingle with anticipation.

"Starving," He lowly growled as he captured Eve in another deep and passionate kiss.

After a few minutes, Eve pulled away, only to gasp in pleasure as King slowly began placing gentle kisses along the side of her neck. While he kissed her, King let his right paw travel down toward her hind legs. Eve loved how gentle he was with his claws as they began to find their way to her wet lips. Eventually, King's paw found the spot he was aiming for.

Being ever so gentle, the great Alpha began to slowly rub Eve's wet lips. Eve's body tingled with pleasure as he slipped the claw inside her pussy. Then another, then the another.

At this point, Eve looked at King's paw as it slipped in and out of her pussy, each time he went in, the louder she moaned. It was heaven to the old golden Alpha. Eve smiled as tears filled her eyes. Seeing them, King pulled his paw out and brought it close to her mouth.

"Oh, you are so good at this King," Eve said licking his paw clean of her juices. Looking at her mate, Eve kissed him.

"Would it be alright if I sucked your dick?" she asked King.

King eyes widened with shock, but his answer was full of lust.

"You can," he said, then added, "I would even let you fuck Mandy if she was here with us."

"I already did," Eve giggled, before kissing King. King suddenly blushed at the thought of seeing Eve eating Mandy out or having a good old pussy grind. Seeing this, Eve started trailing kisses down King's neck, to his stomach, then to his sheath.

King smiled as he knew what was about to happen. He proudly displayed his swollen dick, causing Eve to shudder in anticipation. It widened quickly from his tapered tip, quickly reaching a two-inch diameter before gradually curving in until it reached his knot, which was already out and full-sized. On each side of the very base of his sheath, a massive swollen orb protruded. The combined width was more than four inches, yet she knew he was going to put that monster all the way into her after a little sucking.

She bent down, gently licking his tip, where the barest amount of pre-cum had begun to form. She had tasted Winston's pre-cum before, but King's had a different taste to it. It was a salty, acrid taste, making it was very powerful. She blushed when King put a paw on her head, pushing her down against his crotch.

"That's it, bitch, get it nice and wet for when I fuck you. Don't go too slow or I won't wait."

Hearing King talk like this was a little scary for Eve, but a huge turn on.

Not wasting a second, Eve got to it, quickly and smoothly running her tongue across his glistening erection. She could see the veins along its length throbbing, and King grunted and moaned. There was a lot of ground to cover, and not much time, so she ran her tongue along his entire length, from base to tip. She salivated, trying to cover it as much as possible, but she had to admit she was also feeling really horny. Every single time she had mated with Winston, there were times where her mind would wander to what it would been like to mate with King, and now it was actually going to happen, again.

She just hoped she was ready for him.

"Oh, Eve, you are so good at this," he said, and began pushing harder on her head, pushing half his length into her waiting muzzle, his balls twitching. She felt globs of pre-cum splashing into her throat which she swallowed carefully, then slid the rest of the fluid in her mouth onto his shaft with her tongue. Finally, he was as wet as she could make him, coated in her drool.

Before Eve could turn around and offer herself to him, he leaned back, flopping over. He lay in front of her on his back, his member pointing straight up in the air.

"Do you want me to ride that monster of yours, King?" she asked flirtatiously, stepping forward and waiting for his instruction obediently, her eyebrows raised submissively.

He grinned at her, knowing he had won.

"By all means...My Queen. Ride your King so that he may enjoy the show."

Eve quietly obeyed, climbing onto the big Alpha's stomach. Her entire body was trembling as she spread her legs to straddle his abdomen, knowing that his cock was now pointing directly up at her moist pussy. King looked up at her with a cocky grin, reaching up with one paw around her back as he pulled her down against him. Her front paws pressed into the fur of his broad, muscular chest as her smooth tan fur rubbed up against his brown furred stomach. She could feel his wet tip probing her vulva again, and she reflexively lifted her tail. All she could see was his lustful, triumphant smirk, his handsome face only inches from hers, and she knew that it was time for her to be his forever.

King's powerful paws were place on her slender hips, and as he pushed down on her hips, he bucked his hips, pushing firmly into her tight opening. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she moaned with her ears laid back, though she knew that King could see her expression and know just how much Eve was enjoying this. She had done a good job lubricating him, as he entered her smoothly for the first two inches of his girth. But then his cock widened, and with another tug on her petite hind end, pushed himself most of the rest of the way in. She was forced down onto his cock until she could feel his knot pressing against her vulva, spread suddenly to two-inches, and she could feel his cock filling her contracted vagina. She yelped and yipped several times during her painful slide down his cock.

The pain didn't last long though, quickly becoming a dull ache, paling in comparison to his swollen dick pressing against her clitoris. King's tongue lolled out of his mouth as he watched his mate's expression change from pleasure to pain to ecstasy, and he had only just started.

"Show me how much you like it," He commanded, "ride me...I want to feel my knot in you!"

Her eyes widened at the order, but with his cock pressed firmly against her clit, she wanted nothing more.

"As you wish my love," Eve said as she began to thrust her hips wildly, pulling herself up and down on his slick cock, all the while panting and moaning. King, on his back, could do little to help when she pulled up, but with a firm hand on her back and hips, he helped force her down onto his meat. Her jaw dropped at the sensation, and her tongue rolled out of her mouth, dangling over King's neck. He was so large within her, and she was stretched so far, but each thrust increased her excitement, causing her passage to swell to accommodate more of the powerful Alpha. She knew that the only way she could take his knot was if she wanted it enough, and she had no problem with that. King moaned as the eager, thrusting she-wolf flung herself against him.

"Eve, my love...Kiss me," he demanded, and Eve leaned forward without hesitation, forcing her tongue into his mouth. They wrestled tongues while she rode the waves of pleasure she felt from his massive rod sliding her internal passageway apart. Each of her thrusts sent his cock pushing against her clitoris, sending another moan out of Eve's mouth, before King desperately tried to push his knot into her.

Though King moaned and grunted under her, tugging on her hips, it was she that was doing all the hard work, so he began to interrogate his wife.

"Tell me you want me!"

"I want you!" she cried, and it was the truth.

King smiled and said to his wife.

"Tell me you love my cock!"

Moaning, she grinded her hips against him, her vulva beginning to spread apart, first two-and-a-half inches, the knot straining against her. She could feel his pre-cum splashing inside her, leaking out and dribbling down the length of his cock. That would make taking his knot all the easier.

"Oh fuck your cock feels so good...I love it!" She yelled.

"Tell me you want my puppies!" King shouted, even though he knew Eve was to old to have any more pups.

"I want your puppies!" she replied.

"Now, Eve, I want you to mean this," he started, pausing while she forced herself deep onto him again, her vulva now spread a good three inches. It wouldn't be long now.

"Tell me you love me!"

Without hesitation, the horny she-wolf screamed.

"I love you!"

And she meant it.

King felt so proud of himself. He had waited too long for Eve to be his, and now, she was his mate now.

"I'm a better lover than Winston?" he asked.

"Oh yes, King, there's no comparison!" she said, her voice becoming louder with the pleasure she felt. Eve then lifted her hips, preparing for one, massive push, desperate to feel him completely inside of her, but King put a firm paw on the back of her neck. He held her in place as she trembled, just the tip of that unbelievable cock touching her now sore pussy. She opened her eyes to look at King, wondering why he had stopped her.

He smiled proudly up at the obedient Alpha, and asked,

"None?"

She knew what he wanted, and she said it, though in her heart she didn't mean it. She still loved Winston, and would always to the day of her death. But in a rush of words, punctuated by gasps, she cried,

"Winston is nothing compared to you! It's all you, King, there's no one but you. Please...please...take me!"

With a self-satisfied smile, King pushed down on Eve's hips, and she joined him, a wild grin on her face. It lasted about one second, but seemed to last an eternity as she felt inch after inch of his cock pushing into her. He slid into her sopping pussy, spreading her apart, and she howled, her eyes closed and ears laid back. She slid down his pole until she reached his knot, pressing powerfully against her vulva. She was moving so fast, and King's grip on her slender hips was so strong, that the knot barreled into her, forcing her lips over four-inches apart for the barest of moments before the swollen glands disappeared inside of her with a wet popping sound. He was huge, filling her passage completely. Eve was so overwhelmed that she began to shudder, climaxing around King. She clenched his cock powerfully as if trying to draw him even deeper. She continued to howl, even though she knew the wolves in the pack could surely hear her.

The pressure on his cock was too much for King and his voice joined her howl as his balls began to pulse, sending wave after wave of sticky fluid into Eve. Her clenching walls milked him, his sperm filled her infertile womb, disappointed. But those times were over for her. Eve had already had to wonderful daughters from Winston, who then had pups of their own. Her life had played out and was now complete.

Eve felt a rough paw on the back of her head, before King forced her down to his waiting muzzle. He interrupted her howl with a passionate kiss, and she returned it, in ecstasy.

She could now feel his ejaculations erupting from her vulva, and she knew that he had finished filling her womb, and surely must be nearing the end of his reserves. But it was another minute before his powerful thrusts slowed, and she looked back to see King's balls, tail, and rump covered in semen. She kissed him again.

He was magnificent.

Finally, she collapsed on top of him, and laid her head against his neck. He wrapped his paws around her in a passionate embrace, and kissed her again. The two wolves panted, recovering their breath as a feeling of extreme contentedness overcame them. She fell asleep in his arms, curling up against his warm body, still tingling from where his entire cock lay, embedding within her.

Later that month, Eve sat atop a hill, watching her mate run laps with Anna. It was drawing to the time of the Great Games. The tan-furred female smiled when she heard the voice of Mandy call her name.

The two females sat together and began talking about all the naughty things they did when they were with King, both even pawing each other as they reminisced, careful not to be caught. Then Mandy asked Eve something that surprised her.

"Would King be mad at me if he knew we were still meeting up to have sex when he goes out hunting?"

Eve found herself smiling at the question.

"No, he wouldn't. In fact, if you want, I could ask King to give you a pup or two."

Mandy's jaw suddenly dropped, pausing in her pleasuring of Eve, not expecting that.

"You mean that?" she gasped.

Eve nodded.

"Only if you promise to help me get off when ever I need some relief, my beautiful queen of Omegas."

Then Eve pressed her lips to Mandy's, and the two quickly ran off to their secret den, unaware that King had seen the exchange, a small smile forming on his muzzle, happy with how his life had turned out.