Tales of Neo Studiona

The Twisted Wish

(The tale of Sharama and Flicker

Chapter 9

John Decision about a Strange Ewe's Fate

As I looked up what or rather the person I saw standing in front of Murrin amazed me. In front of the angry ram was an equally if not more angry half ram/half fox dressed much like the three rams had been. He was in the same sliver breast plate, slivered helmet, and white shirts with a red sash but he wore a pair white pants with gold bands around his legs just above his ankles. He was yelling at the two rams about letting me go and turning themselves in for punishment for what they had done to me already.

I couldn't really make out too much of the conversation for some strange reason. It was as if my understanding of Neo Studionan was very limited all of a sudden. I tried to follow the conversation of both rams as they yelled at the ram/fox. It seemed like they were telling him to mind his own business or they will end his life but I only got bits and pieces of the whole thing. Once that was said that the ram/fox seemed to stew in his own divine anger for few seconds before he give a half howl half bleat of fury then attacked with a blinding speed.

With a surging rage in his eyes the ram/fox moved like the wind as he dashed past Murrin without a word and up to Searle to deal with him first. Searle turned me loose then swung his mighty hoof to strike the newcomer. He missed the ram/fox as he dodge to the left just as quickly as the blow was thrown at him and grabbed the larger ram's arm. Once the ram/fox had hold of Searle arm he seemed to use the force of the missed strike to throw the larger ram over his shoulder to the ground with a thunderous thud.

After throwing Searle to the ground John knocked him out cold with a single powerful open paw strike to his face. The new warrior then dashed back over to deal with Murrin who had just gotten to his sword and helmet. He thru on his helmet and was drawing his sword but by the time it was half out of the scabbard the swiftly skilled warrior had one of the two swords he carried pointed at Murrin heart. Murrin just dropped his half unsheathed sword as he tried to back up. In a flashed the ram/fox flicked his sword paw and used the pommel and his fist of knocked second of my three molesters out. Just after knocking Murrin out cold the heroic ram/fox tied him up with his own clothes he then took off his sash and used to it to tie Searle up.

The whole time the one sided fight was happening I was frozen in place just watching as the half breed guard was defending me but still I wondered if he was out to save me or was he just getting rid of the competition? As I watched my would-be protector finished his fights and he was tying up the two rams I heard the sound of hoof steps coming closer. I looked in the direction of the sound and saw Brandon coming back. Brandon had heard some of the yelling and the bleating howl that John had let loose before he attacked. It was at that point I snapped back to reality and knew I had to get out of there soon. It was seconds later when John had finish with tying up Murrin and Searle that he noticed Brandon running back to see what was going on.

"What in the hell are you doing you dumb bastard? That little slut belongs to Murrin and me so back off John or you're dead half breed." Brandon said as he pulled his sword from its scabbard.

"So you admit to forcing yourself on this helpless girl. For that I will never forgive you, you vile and heartless bastard." John said as he took up a defiant stance and looked Brandon over with an angry glare. "If you wish to cross swords with me then I warn you now that you may lose your life soon then you think." John said as he drew his both of his swords then crossed them in front of his chest as he stood ready for the fight ahead.

I took that moment as the two fighters sized each other up to make my way over to my torn clothing and dagger. Once I had the dagger in my hoof I turned around as I cover myself with my torn blouse to watch the fight. Which ever one of the two fighters that won the battle I would most likely have to kill if I was going to escape. In that I was wrong just like in my plan to make the city my permanent hunting ground.

John stood fast waiting for Brandon to attack him first. He was right to do so because Brandon wasted no time trying to figure out John's stance or if he had any defense readied. He just charged at John with blind force trying to crush my lone hero in one blow. John waited until Brandon was right on top of him with a cleaving blow. As the blow was just over head John ducked his head a bit then side stepped to the right and kicked Brandon in his left hind quarter sending him staggering forward. While Brandon was trying to keep himself from falling John leapt high in the air throwing himself in a short spin with his swords crossed across his chest. The spin gave his attack so much force as it end and he thrusted his both swords forward as he sailed towards his target. Brandon stopped staggering forward and turned to see John's swords flying at him. He quickly turned full around round and swung his sword in a wide forceful arc to block John's forceful blow. As John's blow landed against Brandon's sword the force of the two strikes throw both warriors back away from each other.

After landing both combatants stared each other down for a minute before charging at each other in fury the end in a dance of sword strikes, dodges, parries and sparks. The fight went back and forth as the two fighters passed strikes and blows back and forth a flash of steel on steel. I was held in place by the sight of tow warriors with the fire of battle in there souls as the face each other in unequaled combat. Brandon was the stronger of the two but was rather slow and lack a great deal of skill, John on the other hand possessed great speed and skill but had only half the power Brandon had. This made the battle between the tow warriors one of wills rather ability as they were evenly matched in advantages versus disadvantages.

I watched battle praying that John would win and save me from my molesters. As the fight raged on John soon began fight even harder then he had when he started the fight gaining the edge in battle. Brandon fight back like he was fight off a demon, when was more like the truth as hard as John fought. It was Brandon that tried to end the battle once and for all with a forceful blow but John dashed into the strike and delivered powerful double strikes to the larger sword on the down stroke. The double strikes shattered the larger blade into pieces. The point of John's swords stopped inches from cutting Brandon's throat on other side of his neck as the power ram/fox looked up at the Ram. He looked at the shaking ram with fury filled eyes and a growl in his throat.

"John… please… don't… please don't kill me. Sh… she's just some strange ewe… she can't even speak our language that well. You could take her and we can call us even and forget all about this." Brandon said with fear in his voice as he pleaded for his life while he tried to figure out a way out of being struck thru the throat.

I watched as John just looked at the ram that had filled me with so much terror and lust with a pure feral hatred in his eyes. "So she can't even speak our language and that gives you the right to force yourself on her. I will not forget this nor will I take her. I should just kill you, Murrin, and Searle right now and till the captain that you three died trying to save the girl." John said as he showed his fangs. "No that would make you three heroes when you're not but villains. No, I will not let you three vile lowlifes be martyrs. I should just rip…" John never finished the sentence but just give a feral growl which made Brandon shake with even more fear.

At the moment I felt my heart skip a beat as I now had seen what it must looked like when I held my prey in the grips of fear at the end of my claws. I felt sorry for Brandon, Murrin, and Searle at the moment and started to cry as I screaming at John to stop in what must be thought of as my native language. "Stop it! Don't kill him!"

John held still for a moment and turned his head slightly toward me. His angry at the ram standing before him seemed to vanish a bit. He stared at me curiously for a moment before shaking his head no slightly. I jumped in surprise when he opened his mouth and spoke in the same strange language as I did.

"You want me to spare his life after he and his friends raped you, young maiden?" John asked me softly as eyed me with growing concern.

It was after John spoke that I understood I wasn't speaking a strange language but Feral Tongue, the language of predators, and had been speaking every time I cried out for help. I had learned Feral Tongue as a child since a wolf must be able to communicate with his pack brothers and sisters when hunting so the prey wouldn't know their plans until it was too late. I had instinctively had being crying out for help as if my siblings were near by to help but I knew they couldn't save me. I was still crying as I spoke to John again in Feral Tongue. "No, please… don't kill him. It's not right to kill them for hurting me. They hurt me yes and they should be punished for it but not with death. Please I beg you, don't kill them."

"I should kill them for hurting you but if you wish for them to live then I will honor your wish. But they will go back to the city to stand trial. If that happens they will most likely be killed for this anyway after they are made to suffer in a long torture session to get them to confess to their crimes. It's a far less cruel fate to just kill them all here and now." John informed me softly. I figured he just want to give my three molesters a quick death since they remember him of what I did to Saraha.

The whole time John and I spoke confused and scared Brandon because all he could really understand of the conversation between the two of us were soft growls, barking noise, and lot of long strange words. Many of words spoken by John and myself where ones I had used before when I was calling for help. John quickly turned his full attention back to Brandon so he wouldn't try to escape seeing that John's focus was a bit lacking at that moment. The conversation in Feral Tongue had spooked Brandon too much for him to have known he had a chance to run for it.

"The young maiden has spared you life vile fiend but the courts of the city will most certainly not be as forgiven in this matter as the victim." John pulled his swords back away from Brandon's throat only to knock him out with a well placed punch to the face seconds later. In a matter of moments the fox/ram had his swords sheathed and Brandon tied up just like the other two rams. John placed him near Murrin and Searle before he come over to me to check on me. By this time I had stopped crying and had regained enough of my composure to get my confused mind in order to ready my dagger. I did this just in case my hero turned out to be a villain as well. When I looked up the ram/fox was in front of me, this surprised me greater and I was at a lost as to what I should do then I remember my dagger.

As John reached out to touch me I struck at him quickly but he pulled his paw back before my blade was close enough to do any damage. I backed away from him a good five feet as I readied my dagger for another attack while he tried calming me. I dropped the scabbard so I could hold my now light torn blouse in front of me to cover my shame. I pointed the dagger at John while I put some more distance between us so I would have a good chance to run. I know that running might not work since I was still sore and weak from having both my tender sex and tailhole violated roughly but it was my only option.

If John chased me I would likely get caught after made to the tree line a few feet away. It would be seconds after that he would have a firm hold of me and I would likely suffer the same fate as before. His speed was far too great for me to beat him a long drawn out chase so my best and only choice was to wound him before I ran for it. But to do that I would have to let him get close, dangerously close, a prospect I didn't like at all.

"Stay back! I will fight you to the death. Just leave me along and I will leave this place. I refused to be taken against my will like that ever again. Not by you or them, I'd rather die then to be raped again!" I yelled at John as I back up a bit more. I was ready to run if he looked like he was going to lunge forward to take the dagger from me so he could force himself on me. I soon found out that I had no chance of getting away from him since John was trained in the ways of the east and had fighting skills and strange moves I had yet to see. I looked at the fox/ram as he held up both paws making a gentle whimpering noise to let me know he meant no harm. He was really buying time to get close enough to me to take my dagger way and hold me down until I was calmed down enough to talk to like a civilized person.

I was slowing letting my guard down because another surge of hormones but the fear of being raped again was still ever present in my mind. I was now painful aware of John's strong masculine scent. It made my aching sex grow wet and tingle all over because of it. My damn heat was weakening my will again as I stood their in front of the fox/ram with a shaking hoof that loosely held on to the magic dagger. I had to make a decision soon about if I was going to run or just let the ram/fox have his way with me. I wanted to run with all my heart but my 'condition' was making me weak kneed and needy.

John could see my will to fight waning do to my heat which he was aware of now. He lowered his paws and held still in front of me with head own as he made soft growling noises. I soon spotted the large bulge form in his pants and I knew full well what was going to happen if I didn't run now. He smelled my heat and now was going to force me to mate with him to just like the others. All males were the same just horny beasts that want to defile a female's body, or that's what I thought at that moment. I turned to run and in that few seconds when I turned John saw his opportunity to catch and acted. He was a blur of speed to my left as he darted past me only to appear in front of me as I began my head long run. I stopped in my tracks then swung the dagger around to strike him in the face when he came into view. He had fore seen I do that and just knocked the dagger from my hoof before pulling me close to him. I could feel the warmth from his swelling member as it was pressed to my belly. In the misted of my struggle to free myself from the fox/ram I dropped my blouse. I then moaned in shock and surprise as I felt the cool metal of his breast plate against my erected teats. That shock quieted my struggling for a bit as it set my body quiver again with the desire to breed again.

John found my moans and shivering confusing for a second then he remembered I was in heat. The touch of cool metal on warm flesh was more then I could take and he could see the urge to breed in my flushed face. He had started to say something to me but I never gave him a chance to start or finish the sentence as I started to struggle again. I tried with all the energy I had left to pull myself free from his grip but give up after few minutes. I was now much too weak to keep fighting to get free and panting heavily soon I just resigned myself to my fate. I was going to get fucked for the third time today by another male that I didn't love or wanted to be near me in an intimate fashion. All I really wanted at that moment was to get it over with so I could go wash the shame and cum from my body if my new molester would let me?

"I give up, you are too strong, and I have no more strength left to fight you anymore. I beg you Sir before you have your way with me to please promise me that you will be gentle for my tender sexes are till beating and sore from earlier. I also ask that you let me wash myself after you're done using me for your pleasure before carting me off to any others." I managed to say in Feral Tongue almost breathless from struggling. I bowed my head in a submissive manner while I was catching my breath to let him know that I wasn't going to fight him off like I had with others. I figured if I did as I was told this time my new Master would be gentle with me.

John said nothing for a long time he just stared at me wondering what he should say to me. After what seemed like an eternity he final spoke in a soft tone to me. "Be still young maiden I will not hurt you like they did. I will not hurt you at all. I don't want to use you from my pleasure either. I will release you in a moment so please do not try to run away otherwise I will be forced to restrain you again."

I was surprised that my hero was really a hero but in the back at my mind I was still fearful of being raped again. I looked up into the ram/fox's eyes to see if he was sincere. I found his soft amber eyes held so much truth and kindness. "I give you my word I will not run away but I'm still afraid of you. Do all of you city rams have no manners or honor? Do all of you just attack and rape females when you see them? I came here looking for a mate and all I found was those that violated me and made me feel shameful. Why should I believe that you won't do the same thing as the others?" I asked John with a growl of anger in my voice.

"Well I'm sorry that you had to go thru that ordeal but no most males in the city have more manners and honor then this. If you could tell me your name and why you came here miss I help you out as much as possible." John replied in a more forceful but non-threatening tone to get me to take some of the attitude out of my voice and action as he tried to sort everything that had happened out.

"Will you please let me wash first? I will do whatever you want after that, please?" I asked John softly then lowered my head to show my submissiveness to him. I really didn't want tell him my name until I had a good lie about that I was doing in the forest near the city with an escort. Plus I wanted to wash the cum and shame off my body so I was praying he let me go bath first.

While I waited for John's answer I could feel the memories of a false past for my new form fill my mind giving me knowledge that would aid me in my new life. This was another gift of the magic that had changed my body and mind. It was the last part of my transformation and as the last memory filled my mind I felt a tingling that last for a few seconds. Once it was over I knew that I would never be a male ever again. I was Sharama now and forever sexy half ewe/half wolf princess.

"Alright I will let you go so you may clean yourself up but please don't run away. I have to take you back to the city to see the Magistrate. You will need to tell the Magistrate what happen and what you want done as far as your attackers punishment goes." John said softly then let me go. He turn his back to me to show that he trusted me also to show me that he understood the I was embarrassed and ashamed of been seen like I was.

Once John back was turned I gather my clothes. I was soon surprised to see that all of them looked like they did when I first put them on. I knew then that they were filled with magic or had a mending spell on them at least. After gathering my clothes I run over to the river I dropped my clothes on the bank then I quickly stepped in the water. I moved thru the cool flowing water until it was waist high before I started washing myself off. The cool water felt heavenly on my sore sex and tailhole. I moved slowly as I washed all of the cum from my wool. I dunked myself a few times to make sure it was all gone before I moved to remove as much of the cum as I could form my pussy and ass.

Before I moved to part lips of my sex I turn to see what John was doing. I found that he had sat down with his back to the river as he waited for me to finish my bath. He was sitting in the same spot were he had been standing before I gathered my clothes. I was able to breathe a sigh of relief in the fact that he was not watching me. I quickly went back to my cleaning task glad that I had the chance to do it without being started at shamefully. I parted my lips and slip two fingers inside my sore pussy. The sensation of my finger slipping in made me moan. I had to bite my lip to keep John from hearing my cries of pleasure. I push my fingers about half way in let all of the left over cum that my womb had slurped up flow out of me.

The feeling of the water flowing in then back out of me along with the cum had my blood on fire. I wanted to mate again, I wanted to mate really bad and I didn't care if it was one of my molesters or my hero that scratched my itch. I removed my fingers from my pussy the slipped one in the tail hole to let out the cum trapped there. After all of the spooge I could remove without help was released form my body I begin to pleasure myself. I started rubbing my clit rather hard as three fingers found their way in my pussy. I was stroking them in and out deeply as I moaned loudly. I didn't care if John heard me now. In fact I wanted him to hear me; I wanted him to want me, to hold me and to make love to me before filling me with his seed. I didn't know why but at the time I had a powerful attraction to him, a desire to be with him.

I thought it was just my heat making feel that way but it was really a desire the was true of male self as well as my female self. In part my male self or what was left of it wanted me to give myself to John as atonement for taking Saraha from him and the other part was my female self desire to be with the man that had saved me. It was odd but I agreed with my twin thoughts and wanted John to find me desirable, to want to mate with me and have his children.

I looked over my shoulder as I begin to play with me teats to spy on John as he shifted uncomfortable where he was sitting. It must have been hard on him to deal with his erection while I was caring on like a wanton whore in the river. I decide to help him out and myself as well by getting rid of that erection for him. I quickly left the river and walk back on the bank. I rang most of the water from my hair before I walked over to John so I would get him to wet. I sat down behind him and wrapped my arms around his shoulders and inhaled his strong scent. I began to nibble on one of his long fox ears as one hoof caressed the side of his face. The other hoof found it was into his pants and stroked his long thick cock softly.

For a few minutes I had the ram/fox under my spell and his desire to have me was growing stronger and overwhelming him. I felt his cock throbbing in my hoof and I heard his rapid uneven breathes, he even growled low in is throat telling me that he want to mate me. I told him to take me, to mate me, to fill me with his seed. I told him I wanted him to be my mate that I wanted to mother his children. It was then that he snapped out of the sexual daze he was in. I squeezed his cock gentle and whispered my desire to be his and only his to him. This act seemed to confuse John the most and he quickly pushed me away as he got to his feet. He turned to me with a look of udder confusing and surprise crossing his face. I had been crying about being raped earlier but now I was trying to get his attention to mate with him.

"Miss what are you doing? Why do you offer yourself to me in this way?" John asked me as he tried not to stare at my naked body.

"You saved me, you are the one that is the strongest of all. By pack law you are the one that has the right to have me as your mate." I told him softly then smiled as I wiggled my hips seductively.

It was at this point that John gave up on reasoning with me. He figured my heat had made me delirious to the point that I thought I was a wolf and had a pack thought I did speak Feral Tongue and had a few canine features. Al that meant was that one of my parents had a canine in their bloodline or was wolf the married a sheep. Not that some like that was unheard of, it just wasn't all that common. He stared at me for a few seconds then shook his head a few times before he order me to get dress. I jumped at the strong tone of his voice then ran dressed myself quickly so as not to anger him after all I was a young unmated female so I had to follow his orders it was pack law.

After I was dressed again John told me to stay put while he got his prisoners in order for us to leave. It didn't take him long to get Brandon, Murrin, and Searle in a line all tied together with Searle sash. He got them marching back toward the other with me behind him for safety. It didn't take long for us to reach the other who were clean up all the plates and things from the picnic. I stayed behind John when we arrived since all of the rams were as big in size as Murrin and Brandon with a few almost as big as Searle.

As John told the others what had happened in the forest I give a little prayer to the Gods for the other not to side with my molesters and attack John so the could have their turn fucking me. Thankfully the other were on John's side and quickly untied my three molesters and locked them up in chains. The others told John they make sure that their captain, an old ram by the name of Janal, was told what happen. That would happen while he took me to the temple to see the Nuns before I was to be taken to see the Magistrate. After a bit of small talk between John and two other rams whose names I had a hard time understand with my limited understanding of Neo Studionan at the time we were off to the city.

20 minutes later I was walking thru one of the large gates of the city. I was very surprised by the splendor of the city. I was seeing the city for the first time with my new eyes and it was wonderful site. There were so many people out and about buying things, selling fruit, clothing, wood, jewelry, pies of all types, and so many other wonderful and new things as far as my new self was concerned. A few minutes after we arrived in the city John had led me to the large building that was the Guard Office. Once there John mad me stand still while he spoke with his Captain and a temple messenger before he let me look around a bit. My exploration of the guard post was short as John was eager to get me to the temple after he talked to the messenger. After promising to take me on a tour of the guard post later, after I began whine when I was forced to stop looking around the guard post, John led me to one of the largest buildings in the city. It was one of the five temples to the five Goddesses of the five Moons.

The temple we were in front of was the largest of the five temples, it was the temple dedicated to the Goddess Luna White, the Goddess of the Silver White Moon, the oldest of the five Moon Sisters. It was a fairly ornate building constructed of white and grey stone with many carved stone murals depicting the Goddess and her chosen priests and priestesses as they blessed marriages, work miracles, healed the sick, granted the blessing of new life to women, and spread the power of love to all.

I was surprised at how close to the real Goddess that the carvers had gotten all of the carvings. I was still in awe of the temple when John pulled me inside after calling to me several times and not getting an answer. Apparently I was so engrossed in my admiring of the outside of the temple I hadn't heard him calling me. Once inside John led me to the main prayer hall were all of the Nuns, Friars, Priests, Priestesses, and Disciples were having prayer in front of the Alter of Light. I hide behind John again when all of the people began to leave. It was rather frightening to be in a place that was full of so much power and near those that were the mortal will of so many of the Gods and Goddesses I had meet days ago, or to be exact years ago.

It took a few minutes for everyone but the Lion Lord Priest, the Rabbit High Priestess, the Bearess Mother Superior, and the Turtle Head Friar to leave the hall. All four of the holy high officials left in the hall stood near the alter waiting for John and I to approach. It was like they knew that John and I were coming to see them. This was confirmed when I spied Flicker sitting on the High Priestess's shoulder whispering in her ear most likely about me. I gripped John's arm a bit tighter as we got closer to the four chosen of the Goddess Luna White.

Both the priest and priestess where dressed in white robes with silver details, both wore silver bejeweled battle armor over the robes and both held a long white metallic staffs that had six silver rings hanging from the bird wings that had two foot doubled edge broad blades at the tops. They were Battle Clergy on top of being the heads of the temple, they both looked fairly young with kind faces but at the same time they looked battle hardened. I knew full well that I would have to watch what I said and did around those two.

The Mother Superior was in a silver and white habit with rosary beads around her neck and waist, she was the tallest of the four Clergy and much wider. She looked like a kind mother figure, she was much older then the priest and priestess but younger then the Friar, her face was the kindest looking of the four. She smiled at me as John and I walked in but that didn't stop me from being a bit fearful of her. Some time the kindest faces hide the darkest and cruelest evils that the world had ever seen. I was betrayed once by a kind face of my ex-father-in-law and I was not ready to feel that sting again. This was the thought that run thru my head as I stared at the Mother Superior and wonder if she was truly kind or just an evil hiding behind a kind face.

The Friar was a very old turtle with grey hair around the sides and back of his head but the top was devoid of hair. He had be at least 120 years old if not older, his face was set with deep lines that spoke volumes about the knowledge and wisdom he had gathered over the years. He was dressed in a brown robe with white and silver strip run down the left side, he also carried a staff like the both the Battle Clergy but it didn't have the blade on it instead of a blade there was a large sliver ball. He frightened me too but in the fact he could figure out my every move before I made since he had seen it all done before by many young people not unlike myself.

"Welcome John Haptism, we have been expecting you and the young lady with you. The Goddess has informed us that she would be arriving here soon. We know all about what transpired in the forest and will make sure the girl is taken care until she has to meet with Magistrate Uruna. You may leave her here and tend to your business with your Captain. From this point on The Temple of Luna White will take care of the girl." The High Priestess said in a softy but commanding tone.

I was frightened by the sound of her voice echoing around the prayer hall. I could feel her power and know full well that trying to defy her was something that I shouldn't try or think about doing. John could sense that I was afraid of the Priestess and I didn't like the fact she wanted him to leave me there with them.

"High Priestess Hingu this young lady is very frightened and she has been thru a lot. My I please stay with her until she has been settled in?" John asked with politeness in voice and a small bow.

"No you may not John. Sharama must be purified then place in isolation until she is out of season. She is a young ewe raised by wolves as such she is here to find a mate by pack law. Normally this would not be a problem but she is marked by the Goddess Relava and the Goddess Luna White both. This makes her special and a target for those that which to oppose the Will of Fate and the Law of the White Light. She must stay here to be purified and cleansed of the evil that has been place on her for she is a vessel of the two Goddesses' wills. The more you stay with her while she is tainted with sin and lust the greater the risk you pose in corrupting her before she has been properly blessed by the Goddess. I can not, nor will I allow that. Now John Haptism, obey your oath to the city and this temple and leave the girl here. She will be alright and when the time comes we will release her into your custody." High Priestess Hingu said in a forceful tone as she point the blade of her staff at John.

John knew full well that challenging a High Priestess was foolhardy and it was down right insane to challenge High Priestess that was one of the Elite Battle Priestess of the Five Moons, which Hingu was a member of. He was also bound by his oath to the city and the five temples to always obey any order given to him by a high official. In this matter he was licked and had to emit defeat.

"You are right High Priestess Hingu. I will take my leave and will await your summons to retrieve Sharama. Good day to you all." John said thru tight lips then gave a small bow before he turned to leave. When he was walking away I could see the anger in his eyes and the tremble in his arm. He wanted to fight to stay with me but know that he could not go against his oath or his honor.

I could see that he could not fight for me so I would have to fight for him so he could stay with me. I turned my full fury on to the High Priestess and started growling as I yelled at her in Feral Tongue. " I will not stay here without John. I won't do anything you want me to without him by my side. He saved me from those dirty rams and I wish for him to be my mate. I came here to find my other half and he is the one that has captured my heart. I will not let him be taken from me so easily. I will fight to keep the man I love close to me." I even showed my teeth and for some reason, some of them were still sharp so, I did look a bit menacing. I thought I had put on a good show of defiance but my little temper tantrum didn't impress High Priestess Hingu. In fact it made her rather angry it also made John turn around to see what all the yelling was about. He turned to see me get my little fluffy butt put in its place rather forcefully by a very angry High Priestess.

"Be silent and stop this foolish display of bravado Sharama Elisha Blacksword, otherwise I will take you across my knee like the little child your acting like. I will not stand for this type defiance in the house of your Goddess especial from a Princess of the Blacksword family. You will summit to the orders of the temple and do as you're told or you will be spanked like a little disobedient child and forced to obey. In this temple I am the Alpha female and after me it's Mother Urana. You will obey her orders as if they where mine and like it otherwise you will be treated like a child. If you keep up with bad behavior you will find out just how much stronger I am then you even if you are the granddaughter of the late Great Wolf King. Do you understand me young lady?" High Priestess Hingu said to me with fury in her voice as he slammed the bottom of her staff on the floor.

The loud boom of the staff had me recoiling in fear and shame plus the fact she used my new full name let me know that the world had been changed to reflect the changes to me. I was very surprised that Hingu could speak Feral Tongue and very fluently for someone without fangs or sharpened teeth. I hung my head in shame and submission to the Alpha female. She seemed to approve of my new submissive behavior but that was not enough yet for I had not answered her.

"Well young Lady, do you understand me?" Hingu asked me again this time with a little less force.

"Yes I do High Priestess Hingu and I'm sorry for my out burst. Please forgive me for my foolishness." I said in a soft voice with my head bowed. I was so embarrassed by what had just happened. I was a Princess and I just got yelled at like a common little child in front of the man I want to be my mate. That could have only been made worse if my young sisters had been there and seen me get admonished like that.

John quickly turned and left after I answered Hingu so as not to cause me any farther embarrassment or before he forgot himself and yelled at Hingu for talking to me like she had since I was a Princess. I jumped when he slammed the door of the prayer hall in his fury. I wanted to turn to see what was going but was too afraid of being yelled at again. I stood there quietly until Hingu spoke to me again which caused me to jump.

"That's good Princess Sharama. I want you to go with Mother Urana she will take to you to the purification room. After you have been cleansed and purified you will be taken an isolation cell to eat and rest for the night since you are in season and will be so for the next few days. Tomorrow morning I will come and see you to explain what going on and why you have been marked by both the Goddess Luna White and the Goddess Relava." Hingu told me in a much softer but still firm voice before she turned to Mother Urana. "Mother Urana please make sure the Sharama is taken care for the night. In the morning I will take over her instruction after I return from seeing the Magistrate about what went on in the forest with her and the three guards."

"Yes High Sister Hingu I will take care of everything. I will remind you that a meeting is in order so that we can discuss the matter about the fairy and the two Goddesses in full between the four of us. I will now take my leave to take care of Sharama." Mother Urana said then walked over to me. She took me by the hoof and led me out of the prayer hall so I could go thru several processes that would be a bit painful and would leave me very sexual frustrated until I was taken to my isolation.

It would be in my isolation cell that I would meet Ling Ju, a hermaphrodite grey wolf who didn't howl, a very good friend with a terrible secret life that would help me thru my time at the temple until I would be allowed to leave with John.

To Be Continued…..

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