Reincarnated as the Only Human

”Anyways~! Yes, everyone inside this estate are related to my by blood, and if they aren’t, they’ve been marked as my woman and are the other party responsible for helping me live my dream out completely~! That woman that you walked in on me knotting was my old lady, the first of many to agree to be mine for life.”

Her smile turned slightly wistful for a moment as she swirled the liquor around in her cup, and after glancing up at Renna she said ”She wasn’t exactly my first choice if you remember things from back then, Renna... but I won’t ever say I am ungrateful or against her. I love her to pieces, I really do, but like many I had my sights set far too damn high in my youth, and that was a regret I’ve never been able to put to rest.”

”Ah, you’re talking about the ’one who got away’, right? That pureblood Lycan?”

”Indeed, just like most of us Wolfkin were hoping for back then; such a perfect specimen of genetics all tied into one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever laid eyes on, and she decided she didn’t want to live here anymore, so... she left. I still feel bad for Vitrae sometimes, since to her it must have felt like a... second choice of mine, but... yes.”

Letting out a sigh, she drained her glass and placed it back on the table, unbothered by the sharp bite of the liquor she had just drank as she instead turned back to me with a grin as she resumed explaining some things.

”See, the thing about having a Pack as large as this is it serves a few purposes. The first is obvious; I get all the pups I could ever want - some of who have turned into more than just my adorable fluff balls - as well as getting the power of having so many loyal Caninekin working for me. We work together towards a common goal, and that is to turn the East into something that can compare with Birchan.

You’re new around here, from all I’ve heard, so you don’t really know how deeply entrenched this Queendom is, but the deals that are fostered between the Queen and the various countries around us are... impeccable. Flawless, even. Add onto that a Goddess living amongst us and blessing us, and well... this Queendom is incredible.

I want to be able to have my own slice of the pie that I know won’t be crumbling in a few years time. I don’t care for the politics of the court, I don’t really like the reliance on deals between one party and another... So what I’ve done is create my own haven, made for me, by me, with only me as its supporter, for now anyways. Telling my pups that they can take it from me forces them to work harder, and someday, in many, many years from now when I inevitably pass away, they can support it themselves.

That’s what I want, and that’s been my dream. My Pack is everything to me, and most of the other Nobles don’t like that, but since I respect the Queen and the Goddess, I’ve kept to the borders of this Queendom and decided that it’s easiest and safest for me to stick with them instead of being... my own thing.”

”And we very much appreciate not having to fight to get you back, Fenkar, but you always have a way of treading that line ever so easily... I know for certain Leonisa finds you to be irritating most of the time.”

Chuckling, Magistrate Fenkar just waved her hand and leaned back into her seat as she replied ”And I dislike her arrogance, but we both know that being at one another’s throats is a losing battle. No one wants to tangle with the Queen’s Golden Blade, let alone nowadays when she’s so damn strong; I couldn’t beat her one on one, but the beautiful thing about having a Pack like this...”

”Is that you never have to fight one on one... We know, Fenkar.”

”Now, Astra, I presume you have questions? Ask away; we have time before dinner, and whilst I would love nothing more than to begin partaking in your body right this moment, once I start I don’t really want to stop, so...”

Lounging in her chair, Magistrate Fenkar flaunted off her impressive cock and pulsing knot as she hungrily stared at my breasts, but after a moment she focused on the veil as I asked ”I think the only thing I don’t understand so far is how you’ve kept all of your children from staging a mutiny? And how do you even keep your women from trying to break away from you?”

That brought another grin to her lips as she nodded her head, and she took a moment before baring her fangs at us and using a finger to reveal the longer, sharper tooth that was aptly named the canine tooth to us.

”This right here answers your second question, and the one tied to it. All of my women are marked as my... for lack of a better word, they’re my property. A dominant Wolfkin will mark their mate with their scent, and the type of marks are different depending on what you want. You can mark them as a special friend, as a wife, as a breeder, or as a dreg of your Pack. All of my women are marked both as my wives and as my breeders; they’re all my bitches, and as such they only take to my seed.

Magic helps make that a guarantee, so whilst they can pursue a carnal relationship with whomever they please and not need to worry about protection, they instinctually seek me out to be impregnated. All of my wives were handpicked by me for one reason or another, but at the end of the day they’re all fertile, talented women that I love fucking and impregnating.

Now, because I have them marked before we make another batch of pups, the children that they carry for me are introduced to that mark upon conception, and since I obviously won’t just leave them alone looking like absolute icons of sex, that mark is amplified more and more each time we rut. So the pups come out instinctually tied to both their Mother and their Dama.

None of my pups actually want to kill me - most of the time, anyways - and none of my women despise me for having a harem of dozens of different bitches to play with, so... I can partake in whomever I want whenever I want because, at the end of the day they all come crawling back to me for their fix, the same way I crawl back to them for an equal fix. They’re my wives, after all, not just my breeders.”