Chapter 20 – Wolfin' Around

POV Change - Ria Andersen

My name is Riaru Andersen and I am a Norwegian-born Beastkin. Well, to be more accurate, I am one of three Beastkin races in Norway, the other two are Were-Variants (Werewolfs and Wereeagles). Most of the history and legends of the country have their origin with one of our three races. In times past, the Werewolves and the Fenrir would terrorize the mundanes (We were just hunting for food, okay!?!) and the only ones who stood up for them were the winged Wereeagles (Chicken-Bastards, as we lovingly call them).

It is truly a testament of humanity's huberous that all of the Norse Gods and Goddesses were in the image of humans and that the only thing they based off of actual fact was the Valkyrie...or the singular Fenrir, bringer of Ragnarok. I mean, come on! There were thousands of us! To make us seem like one supreme evil...Urg. I dislike humans. Because of them, the savage Werewolves (Accurate) and noble Fenrir were all wrapped up in one evil monster bag.

Fast forward to the modern-day and no one believes in the Norse pantheon or mythology any longer, thank the Gods. However, the Fenrir have become a popular pop culture creature in the island nation of Japan. Thanks to Anime and Manga, that is...but still, the point stands. I have been sent by the head family, Daddy dearest, to find out if we would be welcomed here and to see if I can't find a powerful mate. 

What will Japan hold for me? Will I fall in love and find my true mate? Will he ravage me like a bitch in heat? Will he do this and that and...*Heavy Panting* and... *Gulp*

*Ahem* Let's move on, shall we?

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Afternoon Saturday, April 29th, 2056 - Luxury Apartment Complex "Muse"

"Ria! Ria, please let me up! I need to speak with you as soon as possible! Everything has gone to shit. Somehow, Zeneff has brainwashed Hagiwara, Diana, and Sophia! Even my own fucking sister was corrupted and has fallen due to him! Alison and I really need your help if we have any chance of standing up to him and the Night Council! Can you please, please let me up to speak with you!?!" An annoying and shrill female voice yelled through the intercom of my apartment. 

'Odin...This girl just doesn't understand what "No" means.'

I say it was an apartment, but it was actually a 6 bedroom, 4 bathrooms, 3200 square feet, presidential suit. I owned the entire 42nd floor of the Muse Luxury Apartment Complex. Actually, truth be told, I owned the whole building and several others all around us. Buying property and watching it grow profitable has always been my hobby. I liked starting a fresh bank account off with 1 million Krones (About 13,128,414 Yen) and watch it grow as I made smart purchasing decisions.

Was I supposed to be doing this? No. No, I wasn't. 

Oops. Tehee~~ o(≧▽≦)o

If Dad asked, I was working hard to secure our holdings here and work with the powers that be in paving the way for my family's immigration here. In actuality, I had spent the last 25 years buying up small businesses, companies, properties, land in profitable areas, land in places I intended to make profitable, and starting my own Real Estate Company called "Furr." 

I WAS securing our family holdings. I had bought a nice, quiet Onsen village in the mountains and had turned it into a veritable fortress. It was staffed and paid in full, if currently empty. Wealth was not an issue for us anymore and they would each live in luxury...But I wasn't ready to settle down yet, dammit! I was having too much fun on my own! I had so much money that I made a pool out of it...and got a ton of paper cuts. Who said that was a good idea!?!

Anyway, in the last 5 years or so, I had started to calm down. I was the owner of the company and the majority shareholder at 51% but had stepped down from running the day-to-day operations. Why? Business meetings sucked. Also, I was tired of the old men trying to hit on me or seduce me. I changed my appearance to that of an early 30-something-year-old and all the old perverts would go on and on about how I needed a real man to help take care of the business.

After one tried to drug me and force himself on me and I had turned him into imitation swiss cheese, I decided it was time for me to take a more passive role in the company.

Really, though, I had just lazed around the last 5 years enjoying 14 hours of sleep a day, lavish meals, and the occasional companion for the night. Male or female, it didn't bother me. When my heat hit, I needed to get off and bad. Nothing I could do about it, just genetics at work. 

Even will all of this, lately, I had been feeling a sense of emptiness. Like I wasn't complete or was missing something.

I guess that is love, right? I want to fall in love, start a family, have a litter of my own, get tied up and fucked like nothing but a lump of meat, you know, the usual. I just needed to find a strong mate that was worthy of all I had become. Not an easy thing to do, I assure you. My ego got in the way much of the time, that I knew, but I just couldn't settle on lesser men or women. I needed someone powerful and who could easily put me in my place when I acted like a brat. I needed someone to collar me and tame me.

Okay, Okay, I know. That does not match the modern female visage...but that is how I secretly felt in my heart. I am not saying that ALL women want that, but I sure as hell do...Even if I would never, ever say that out loud. I wanted to be conquered and then stepped on. I wanted to hump the leg of the man I loved. I wanted to...to...

Pulling my hand out from inside my panties, I rolled over on my bed and sighed. 

I want something new.

"Ria! If you don't let me talk to you, then I am going to call your dad and tell him how you are just messing around!"

(°ロ°) !

*Ahem* "Miss, I apologize, but I was in the shower. I didn't hear your call. Please, come up to the 42nd floor and we can discuss whatever problem you are having." I say, shamelessly as I rush to get my hair wet in the sink and then dry it hastily like I just had a shower. That would have to do for now...hopefully, she was not perceptive...

I took in a deep breath and looked at myself in the mirror. I was 128 cm tall and sighed as I could only see myself from the waist up in the mirror...Don't you judge me!!! I had long, wavey blue hair that was thick like fur, hinting at my wolfish heritage, but at the same time it was soft as silk; A matter of pride for me. My cerulean eyes shown in the lights from the mirror and my pupils were slitted ever so slightly. My hair was long enough to hide where human ears should have been. I could just add them in with magic, but it always felt wrong to have ears on the side of your head. Just unnatural, that. While I was still in my natural state, my wolf ears sat upright at the top of my head with silver fur lining the inside to protect the vulnerable membranes from damage. Before you ask, the carpet matched the drapes.

Pervert. (・`ω´・) 

With a sigh, I move away from the mirror as I hear the doorbell ring. I move to my large living room space and open my front door to see...Wow. Oooooookay. She is....Well, She has...Gods, her back must hurt. (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)

"Finally! There is so much to explain and we don't have much time." She says as she brushes past me and enters my house. She starts pacing in my living room while biting at the nail on her thumb.

"Um...Come on in...I guess." I say weakly, closing the door and heaving another sigh. 

"What? Oh...yeah. Sorry, I forgot this is the first time we met in this life...Um...I am Takasone Hikaru, your future husband, and I need you to join my harem to help me defeat Zeneff Silverscale."

Ok. Wut. 

My face must have shown my confusion as she continues on with her batshit story.

"I know it sounds crazy, but here is the thing..."

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The conversation went about as well as anyone would expect. That is to say, I tried to kick her out of my house. Especially after she attempted to kiss me, saying it would unlock a special power she had. 

Unfortunately, she threatened to tell on me to dad, like the little bitch-ass-snitch she was, if I didn't agree to at least enroll in school with her and see what she was talking about. I would be able to see that all of what she said was true if I just enrolled and met the guy...supposedly.

Apparently, this Zeneff dude was pure evil and had corrupted a ton of her friends. Also, she was actually a guy...who died...and was reincarnated from a past life in another dimension...but as a woman this time...

Yeah...I don't even know where to start unpacking that.

When she tried to force me into her harem, I vehemently opposed it. Sorry babe, but unless you are packing a 7-inch cock under there, I am not interested...And if you are, please don't tell me...

The conversation went a bit like this:

Takasone: ( ´ ∀ `)ノ～ ♡

Me: (⊙_⊙)

Takasone: Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→

Me: (；⌣̀_⌣́)

Takasone: (ಥ﹏ಥ)

Me:┌∩┐(◣_◢)┌∩┐

Needless to say, she (he?) left a bit dejected, but I would be enrolling in her dumb school, so I am not sure what she was complaining about.

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Monday Morning, 8:00 AM, May 1st, 2056 - Himitsu Academy - Class 2A

I wait out in the hallway with Takasone-baka while my new teacher is settling down the class to introduce us. I am wearing a schoolgirl outfit...And not as a sexy playtime thing, but as an actual school girl. I am fucking 900 years old! This is so dumb. I am regretting it already.

Takasone won't shut up about adding me to his (Decided to respect his pronoun at the least) harem and it is seriously starting to piss me off. He wants me to go meet his girlfriend, Alison, to hear more about the situation, but, honestly, I am bouncing as soon as the day is done. I am only here so that he doesn't rat me out.

We are called inside by Mrs...something or other. I didn't pay attention when she introduced us. Odin, this is such a waste of time. 

We step in and I see a bunch of mundane children staring at me. The boys all look like they were just given $100 (Keep dreaming kiddos) and the girls give me the side-eye (All these teens and their teenage problems are yours, bitches). 

I see that Takasone has gone rigid, glaring at someone in the corner of the room. I roll my eyes at him. Must be this Zeneff guy. 

I look over and...freeze.

Oh.

He is...Really hot. His red eyes seem to be staring into my very soul as we make eye contact.

I take a sniff of the air and nearly choke as his powerful musk rushes into my nose and wreaks havoc on my body. A familiar ache and heat starts to bloom in my abdomin.

Oh shit.

He is strong. Like really strong.

I blink rapidly, trying to reel in my out-of-control heartbeat. I stare at him and only him, ignoring Takasone trying to get my attention.

My pupils dilate and my breath starts coming in ragged gasps.  

He is the one.

He is my king.

I will mount him until he puts a litter in me.

I will spread my legs in submission to him.

I will quench this burning fire he has lit within me with gallons of his sperm.

My only question now? Who the fuck are the other girls around him and how can I get rid of them?

POV Change - Zeneff Silverscale

I see Ria's expression and facepalm. 

"Can I catch a fucking break...PLEASE!?!"