Wolfen

While he was waiting, Harry pulled out his defense against the ark arts book from under his bed and scanned the index for werewolves.

He found the chapter on werewolves that consisted of about four pages and there was nothing on submissive wolves, everything else was the usual stuff, full moons and silver bullets.

“ Hmm Silver..” Harry quickly ran into his aunt’s bedroom where he knew she had a silver hand mirror that she used to decorate her dressing table. He quickly picked it up ready to drop at any sign of pain.

He curled his hand around the handle but there was no effect, Harry stared at the mirror and looked it over, it was then that he saw the small imprinted words ‘Stainless steel Made in China’ Harry laughed, his aunt really was a cheap bitch.

He ran to the dining room and opened the draw that had his aunt’s best silver knives and forks and reached inside.

“I wouldn’t do that if I where you my love” Harry turned at the voice and jumped as the smell of another werewolf assaulted his nose, but this wasn’t his mate it was a stranger.

“Who are you!” Harry gasped.

“You know I have been searching for a submissive and I never thought it would be a male” The werewolf smiled and moved closer, Harry backed into the cabinet behind him, sending Petunia’s best china plates smashing to the floor.

The werewolf reached out and touched Harry’s face then pulled Harry towards him. Harry’s whole body tensed in repulsion he jumped back and pulled a silver steak knife from the draw, thanking the gods that the handle was made of ivory and drove it into the chest of the strange werewolf.

A loud hissing noise resounded in the room and the werewolf screamed in agony, smoke rose from his chest and the smell of burning flesh permeated the air. He rolled on the floor clutching at his chest and desperately trying to pull out the knife, the silver poison flowing through his veins in a molten torrent.

The stranger continued to scream and after what seemed like forever he stopped breathing and was still. Harry could see where the silver had turned the man's veins black in stark contrast to his pale skin.

Harry panted and quickly gathered the knife by the handle and threw it in the drawer out of the way.

He heard a crash and slumped against the cabinet as Gunn dived into the room and growled at the corpse on the floor, he sniffed at the silver poisoned wolf and when reeled back.

Harry was staring in horror and only seemed to return to full awareness when he felt his mates muzzle press into his cheek and then began to lick him.

Harry wrapped his arms around his mate’s neck as he was lifted out of the room and up the stairs to his bed.

Harry lay there as his mate licked his bare body; they did nothing only lay together that night curled in each other’s arms.

Harry woke slowly and sighed in pleasure, for once his mate had not fled in the night, Harry licked at the chest that his head was resting on but gasped when he realized it was much less hairy than usual.

Harry crawled up the body beneath him and gasped into the human face of his mate Harry shrieked as strong arms surrounded his small waist as his mate’s eyes flew open.

“F…Fenrir Greyback?” Harry struggled to be released.

“Harry Potter” Fenrir laughed at the irony of the situation and lent up and crushed his lips against his submissive mates, Harry murmured and then melted into the kiss soon they where doing much more than kissing and this time Fenrir made love to him face to face.


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I'm going to make Harry Pregnant with Fenrir's Cubs but how many do you think there should be and should they be born as Humans or baby wolf cubs at first?

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