Clothes

"Yeah," Soren frowned at me, "Why?"

"I remember your clothes being more torn up," I cocked my head out of curiosity as I looked at the holes in his shirt, "And why didn't they tear when you transformed. I've heard of expanding fibers, but not self repairing fibers."

"These are made out of mana thread," Soren looked down at the shrinking holes in his shirt, "Mana thread spun from our mana so they flex, and change with us. Plus the bonus of allowing us to repair them by injecting them with mana."

"Really?" I surged forward sniffing the air, "Could I make some?"

"Why would you want clothes?" big looked at me in confusion.

"What's your name?" I glanced over to the confused bigger wolf, "Because I keep just thinking of you as big."

"Grett," big clenched his teeth.

"So you do have a name," I chuckled mostly to myself, "If you hadn't noticed I'm trying to play human. I go through uniforms left, and right. Why wouldn't I want clothes that can handle that kind of wear, and tear?"

A knock at the door interrupted our conversation. Soren rushed over to the door. Cracking it open barely more than an inch.

"Goliath," Soren nodded before letting Goliath in.

"You can probably just let him loose," Goliath gestured towards me with one of the bags in his hand, "Do you need it cooked?"

"No," I focused on the bags hanging on his arms, "I can't smell it. What did you get?"

"Your favorite," Goliath tossed me one of the bags, "Meat."

I opened the bag. Fishing out the contents quickly. Cutting through the packaging easily despite having my motion restricted. I stopped before I actually started eating, and looked at them.

"Its fine," Goliath nodded, "Eat."

I stuffed down all the meat in the bag so fast that it seemed to just vanish out of my talons. My guts begged for more meat. That one bag wasn't enough to settle me. I looked at Goliath expectantly.

"More?" Goliath tossed me another bag.

I tore through the next bag faster than the first. Now at least I didn't feel like my guts were eating me.

"How much you eat makes more sense now?" Soren chuckled as he mumbled to himself.

"What?" I was focused on the last two bags Goliath had on his arm, "Can I have the rest?"

Goliath looked me over slowly before tossing me the last two bags. I stuffed them down just as fast as the first two bags. I wasn't that hungry. I just needed the third bag to get me my XP. The forth was just because I wanted it.

"Let him loose," Goliath tossed the keys to Grett, "He won't go anywhere. He has to replenish his mana before he can even attempt to get through a human sized door."

I looked at the roof of the room. My neck arched up so I was looking at the ceiling directly.

"What are you looking at?" Grett frowned at me.

"None of your business," I snapped my attention to to Grett.

"He's probably looking at his bonded," Soren slapped Grett on the shoulder, "He's the strongest one of the three. That makes him the alfa of the group."

I growled as my tail coiled around a piece of furniture in the room behind me. My body tensed I as sat up slowly. Keeping my head lowered so I wouldn't hit the roof again.

"Alfas protect their own," Soren smiled slightly as he took the keys from me, "I'll get him."

Soren let me loose. One chain at a time.

"You're not a killer," Soren chuckled at me, "So stop growling."

"Touch one of his bonded," Goliath smirked, "And then tell me that he's not a killer. He's over protective. He'd probably skip straight to killing you just for laying a hand on either one of them."

I crushed the metal furniture with a swift tightening of the coils of my tail crushed the table it was wrapped around with ease. My mana slowly started to regenerate. I shoved the chains out from under my body, and my mana regeneration picked up the pace a bit.

"What's the plan Goliath?" Soren backed off as he examined the crushed table slowly, "Because he didn't just get bigger."

"Do you still have the equipment for a video call?" Goliath seemed to have the respect of both the wolves in this room, "I'd like your alfa's opinion. He knows more about this magical beasts than I do."

"Yeah," Soren clicked a button on the wall.

A shutter on the wall raised up to reveal a screen behind it.

"Still functional?" Goliath looked at the big wall screen in front of him.

"Yes," Soren's submissive attitude threw me through a loop.

"Dial him up," Goliath turned the screen so I couldn't be seen by its camera, "We're going to chat."

My body felt better now that it wasn't pinned anymore. I didn't know what was going to happen when they talked to the alfa. I shoved all the furniture out of the way so I could sprawl out on this entire side of this room slowly. I didn't want to cause any trouble, but I wasn't used to having this much room so I might as well enjoy it while it was mine. The alfa picked up after one ring.

"Goliath," the alfa said, "Long time no see."

"It's good to see you," Goliath smiled, "Old friend. What do you know about dragons?"

"Dragons?" the alfa sounded confused, "They died out. No one has the slightest clue how long ago. They were a powerful origin species. The oldest stories say they were the most powerful of all origin species."

"Origin species?" Goliath looked confused, "What is an origin species?"

"Most magical races stop producing mana when their reserves are full," the alfa answered, "Origin species are different. They keep producing mana constantly. Even when their reservoir is completely full. Releasing that excess mana into the world around them."