Wars need armies, time to make one

After allowing himself a quiet moment to appreciate his mate and the life growing within her, Ares pulled himself back into domination mode. If the traitorous Alpha was already making attacks on them, no matter how unsuccessful, they had to work quickly.

"Alright, here's what we're doing," he said, confident and assertive. "We need coverage and quantity; fortunately we can do both at once. I'm going to spread the horde out as much as possible, with their focus being on hit and run infection. Infecting just a few victims per town will make our progress exponential. They'll reach a town, infect a few, and move on, repeating the trend. Those that remain behind will eventually do the hard work of taking over the town, and those that escape will start our herd. We focus the movement to the north and south, and we should be able to split the continent in half. From there, the rest is just time. We will be left temporarily ****, but the number we stand to infect outweighs that risk."

"What should we do, Master?" Grace asked, hoping she would be able to convolute their mission into somehow staying by his side.

"You all will act as leaders for the horde. You are all Alphas of the virus and should be able to control the general Infected as you wish. All of you should also be able to tap into the virus' magic too, as we've already seen. Learn your powers, use them, and try to keep all the Infected doing what they should. You're free to do whatever you want otherwise. The goal is to become unstoppable, so as long as you're working towards that end, I don't care what you do. The only condition is that if you are attacked by the Traitor or you encounter one of the rogue Alphas, you inform me immediately. I will not lose any of you to overconfidence," he finished, tone serious. For as much as a dominant, sex-hungry, powerful man as he was, Ares genuinely couldn't imagine life without any of them anymore, even his more recent additions. Maybe it was his original self's distaste for being lonely coming back, maybe it was something else; either way, the point was moot.

"What are you going to do, my master?" Grace asked, looking at him with all the single-minded devotion she usually did.

"I'm going to be hunting down the first of the rogue Alphas. One has made a good amount of headway, so I'm going after them first. They aren't spreading very quickly, but they are the furthest away, aside from our rebellious foe. We'll either reach a peaceful resolution or they will face eradication." Ares' tone left no doubt in any of the women's minds that his words were the absolute truth.

"May...may I go with you, master?" Grace asked quietly, the drop-dead gorgeous woman acting like a shy little girl before him. Her eyes flicked hopefully to his before landing on the ground again. She felt his indominable presence grow stronger as he came closer to her and leaned into his touch when his hand rested against her cheek.

"I'm sorry, Grace. You were my first and I've given you so little time. But you've grown magnificently, powerful and beautiful. You may absolutely come with me." The angel whimpered with happiness a little and Ares could see her desire to fuck him skyrocket, but she impressively held herself back. He'd have to reward her for that. Thoroughly. "Grace is coming with me, what will the rest of you do?"

"I'll be going towards a nearby town, love. I'll stay behind and make sure everyone is infected. It should be safer too," Aphrodite said, still protectively covering her belly.

"I'll stay with Mistress," Vivian chimed, clinging tightly to the other woman. "Protect kittens," she murmured under her breath, a look of concentration on her face.

"Would one of you girls come with us? I think it'd be best if we didn't spread ourselves too thin," the queen asked the rest while she gently stroked the shorter catgirl's head.

"I will," Kaitlyn volunteered, alighting next to the pregnant pair with a flutter. "I'm sure we can get up to all sorts of fun together," she said mischievously.

"And the rest of you?" Ares asked Lilith, Rebecca, Zoe, and Evelith, the last of which was the first to jump in.

"I'll spread you gift, Master, give others what you gave me," the willingly enslaved woman said. "I'll take it as far as I can and bless them all with your virus!"

"And I need some bonding time with my sister, so I'll go with her," Zoe said. "I'm looking forward to really getting to know her again," she said seductively, squeezing Evelith's giant breasts from behind and making the older girl squirm with delight.

"I'd like to test out my new body and powers, my god. I'm so thristy..." Rebecca whispered, running her tongue over her pointed incisors, remembering the divine taste of blood and cum. She had to have it again.

"And I'll stick with her," Lilith said. "She looks like the kind of girl that knows how to have a good time." The two fanged women grinned at each other, both thinking the same perverted thoughts.

"Good, then get to it," Ares said, readying himself for flight and trying to isolate one of the rogue Alphas' location. "Remember what I said: no unnecessary risks, do not be ashamed to as for help. We are powerful, but we have limits. I will see you all soon." With that, they separated, each of the four groups going in a different direction, the horde of Infected following suit, all of them in search of their mission and more people to fuck.

Friendly reminder to all that if you want to write your own chapters, I welcome it! In fact, with the virus spreading out again, this is a great place to start! Make your own characters, stretch those creative muscles, and get writing!