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The night air outside the temple was cool and heavy with the scent of crushed stone and old magic. Khepri sat on a fallen pillar, tail wagging restlessly, ears twitching at every distant sound. He’d been waiting for hours. The temple had gone silent long ago, but he refused to leave. Not until he knew.
Finally, movement.
Six figures emerged from the shattered archway at the base of the temple. Five anthros he recognized from the trials… and one that made Khepri’s breath catch.
Zariel.
His fur was no longer the mix of silver and gray Khepri remembered. It was pure, radiant white now, like fresh snow under moonlight, almost glowing in the darkness. The change was striking. Angelic. Otherworldly.
Khepri stood up fast, heart pounding.
“Zariel!”
The big white wolf’s ears perked at the sound of his name. A slow, tired smile spread across his muzzle as he spotted the hyena waiting for him.
“You actually stayed,” Zariel said, voice rough from exhaustion but warm. “I told you not to wait up, you crazy animal, you...”
“Like hell I was leaving,” Khepri shot back, jogging over. He stopped just short of throwing himself at the wolf, suddenly aware of the others watching. “You… you did it. You actually made it through the trials. A lot of you have... you guys are gonna be legends...”
Zariel nodded once, then glanced down at his own arms, flexing his fingers like he was still getting used to the new color.
“Yeah. I did. But the tenth floor... eh nothing, it's good. It was a tough run, but those of us who made it, really made it. We got our rewards.”
Khepri’s eyes flicked over him, taking in the changes. The white fur made Zariel look even bigger, more imposing. And there was something else; a quiet power radiating off him that hadn’t been there before. Not just physical. Something deeper. Innate.
“You feel… different,” Khepri said quietly. “Stronger. What did the temple give you?”
Zariel’s golden eyes met his, and for a second something unreadable passed across his face.
“Something I’m still figuring out,” he answered.
Before Khepri could press further, the rest of the group started cheering and laughing, clapping Zariel on the back, pulling him into rough hugs. The tension of the trials finally breaking.
Above them, the temple groaned. With a deep, rumbling crack, the entire structure began to collapse in on itself; stone and ancient magic crumbling into dust and rubble, the breaking rocks echoing like shotgun blasts through the mountains. The trial was over. The temple had served its purpose for now, and a new temple will rise somewhere else in the world within a matter of months.
Khepri stayed close to Zariel’s side as they waited for the extraction helicopters. The others were loud, celebrating, passing around canteens and joking about near-death experiences. But Khepri couldn’t stop looking at the white wolf beside him. They retrieved the backpacks they had stashed outside the temple, which of course, besides clothes and food, had some hard liquor in it to celebrate. They also had a radio to report in that they were out of the temple, and needed evac.
Some of the drunken anthros enlightened Khepri on the innate powers they got... including Zariel's. Khepri's eyes went wide. It was clear that the big white wolf had been dealt the best hand in the group... "That's incredible... maybe even more than Roan's ability.... wow..."
Khepri went back to Zariel.
Eventually, his hand found Zariel’s thigh. Then moved higher.
Zariel glanced down at him, one eyebrow raised.
Khepri’s ears burned, but he didn’t pull away. His fingers traced slow circles over the thick muscle of Zariel’s inner thigh, creeping closer to the bulge in his pants.
Zariel watched him for a long moment, then let out a low, amused huff.
“Hey,” he said, voice low enough that only Khepri could hear. “If you want to suck it, just suck it, hyena. Don’t be shy.”
Khepri’s breath hitched. He looked up at Zariel, saw the fire in those icy blue eyes, and felt his own cock twitch in response.
Without another word, he slid off the rock they were sitting on and dropped to his knees between Zariel’s spread legs.
The others were still talking and laughing nearby, but Khepri didn’t care. He reached up, unbuckled Zariel’s belt, and tugged his pants down just enough to free him.
Zariel’s cock was already half-hard, thick and red, the knot at the base beginning to swell inside the sheath, making it thick and hard and masculine. Khepri leaned in and dragged his tongue slowly up the heavy sac beneath it, tasting salt and musk and warm fur, the scent of sweat from the trials the wolf endured strong on him. But the hyena liked the smell of his musky wolfhood. He licked a long, wet stripe from the base of Zariel’s balls all the way up over his taint, then back down, lavishing attention on every inch.
“Fuck…” Zariel muttered, one paw resting on the back of Khepri’s head. "You like to really worship it, don't you fella?"
Khepri took one of his balls into his mouth, sucking gently, rolling it on his tongue, feeling it's weight, the hint of the precious cords coming off it inside the white furred scrotum. Then he sucked the other. He could feel them drawing up slightly as Zariel got harder. When he finally coaxed the wolf’s cock fully out of its sheath, he pulled back just enough to look at it.
“…Holy shit,” he breathed. “It’s bigger. At least two inches longer than last time.”
Zariel glanced down at his own cock, then back at Khepri with a small smirk.
“New body, new rules, I guess.”
Khepri wrapped his paw around the base and gave it a slow stroke, watching a bead of pre well up at the tip. He leaned in and licked it away, humming at the taste.
“Does it feel different?” he asked, looking up. “With whatever new power the temple gave you… does it feel different when I do this? I would think it would, considering...”
Zariel’s eyes darkened. He reached down and ran his thumb along Khepri’s jaw.
“It feels exactly as good as it should,” he said. “No more, no less. Some things don’t need to change to be perfect.”
Khepri didn’t have time to respond.
Zariel suddenly pushed him onto his back on the soft grass, looming over him. In one smooth motion, he grabbed the waistband of Khepri’s pants and yanked them down to his knees, exposing the hyena’s cock: humanoid in shape, smooth, with that light coffee-cream color that stood out against his spotted fur.
Zariel stared at it for a long second, then wrapped his paw around it.
“Interesting,” he murmured. “Reminds me of Cass. Our packmate who used to be human.” He gave Khepri’s cock a slow stroke. “Humanoid cocks are rare, you know. One in ten, maybe less. Guess that makes you special after all, you're not just a KnotHub camera-dog.”
Khepri’s breath stuttered as Zariel leaned down and dragged his tongue along the underside of his cock, from base to tip. The wolf’s mouth was hot, wet, and large. He took Khepri into his mouth with no hesitation, sucking slow and deep while his tongue worked the creamy coffee colored cock, with it's mushroom head and sensitive nerve bundle, and thick top and underside veins. The muscle groups flexed. Zariel did like the looks of human cock sometimes, even on anthros... even if human's weren't anything special other than that.
Khepri didn’t last long. His spotted balls were drawing up tight against Zariel's black trimmed lips.
His back arched off the grass as he came, a broken moan tearing from his throat. Zariel didn’t pull off. He let the cum fill his mouth, then slowly pulled back, letting it spill past his lips and run in thick, messy ropes down Khepri’s cock and over his balls. It pooled at the base, warm and sticky, dripping down between his thighs.
Zariel licked his lips, eyes gleaming. He rubbed the cum up and down the hyena's cock, then laid it thick over the hyena's own belly as it began to soften. Slick and hot, it caught the moonlight beautifully. "Nice dick, man," was all Zariel said.
Then he climbed up Khepri’s body, straddling his chest. His massive, still-hard cock rested heavily against the hyena’s sternum.
“You did good,” Zariel said, voice low and rough. “But now it’s my turn. And I’m going to need you to get a little slutty for me, hyena. I want you to finish off this wild wolf properly.”
He shifted forward, the fat head of his cock pressing against Khepri’s lips.
“Open.”
Khepri obeyed.
Zariel fed his cock into the hyena’s mouth inch by inch, not stopping until Khepri’s nose was buried in the thick white fur at the base. The knot was already swelling, pressing against his lips. Zariel held him there, one paw gripping his hair, the other braced on the ground beside his head.
“That’s it,” he growled. “Take it. All of it. When I cum I want to feel you around every inch of me, little man.”
He started to thrust, slow at first, then faster, fucking Khepri’s throat with deep, possessive strokes. Khepri only gagged a bit but soon lost himself in the act of giving... or being dominated, really. He reached up and grabbed Zariel’s hips, pulling him deeper, moaning around the thick cock stretching his throat.
Zariel’s breathing grew ragged. His knot swelled fully, locking just past Khepri’s lips as he came, thick, hot pulses shooting straight down the hyena’s muzzle. The forceful whoosh could actually be heard as the ropes fired strong against the back of his throat. Khepri swallowed as best he could, but some of it leaked out the corners of his mouth, running down his chin and neck.
Zariel stayed there for a long moment, panting, cock twitching with aftershocks.
Then he slowly pulled out, letting his softening cock rest against Khepri’s cheek.
“Good boy,” he murmured, wiping a smear of cum from the corner of Khepri’s mouth with his thumb. “Very good. You know... if you don't have a place to stay right now...”
Back at the pack house…
Cass sat up suddenly on the couch, eyes glowing faintly.
Kiran, who had been pacing for hours, froze.
“What? What is it?”
Cass turned to look at him, a slow, relieved smile spreading across his face.
“Our boy made it,” he said softly. “Zariel’s alive. He’s coming home.”
Kiran’s knees nearly gave out. He dropped onto the couch beside Cass, eyes filling with tears.
“Oh thank fuck,” he whispered, voice cracking. “I hope he is ready because I'm riding that thick white wolf's bone the second he steps in the door, while he tells us all about his journey!"
Cass pulled the smaller fox into his arms, holding him tight.
“He’s okay,” he murmured. “And… he might be bringing someone new with him.”
Kiran pulled back just enough to look at him.
“Someone new?”
Cass’s smile turned a little sharper.
“Yeah,” he said. “A hyena. And from what I just saw… he’s going to fit in perfectly with this pack.”
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