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I wake up naked and in J.D.'s arms. I'm covered in mud and leaves. I only remember bits and pieces of what went on. Yet I feel better than I have in a long time. Violet is standing over us, her hands on her hips. She doesn't look happy. I look around past her cuz I hear some muffled yellin'. On the ground, other side of the low fire is a man tied up and covered by a blanket. From the looks of it that's all he's got between him and the world. His dark brown skin is dirty as we are. And his large black eyes and features are mostly masked by thick black and gray hair 'round his head and face. Something about him is familiar. Strangely he's starin' at me hard. I take the clothes Violet offers me and nudge J.D. awake.
He rolls and stretches with a smile and a hard on. I think it's too bad we have other things to attend to, cuz I am so in the mood to just take that monster into my mouth. I shake off the thought, though the look on his face seems to say he likes that thought of mine. He stands up, not carin' for his nakedness and walks over to our apparent captive as I try to slip into my pants and shirt.
“Why'd you attack us?”
The man just stares past him to me. Jake punches him in the mouth and the guy winces, spittin' a little blood out, but looks J.D. right back in the face with a scowl.
“I asked you a question.” Nothin' from the man.
Getting my clothes on I look to Violet. “What happened? Who's this guy?”
“All I know is he and three other wolves came outta nowhere last night and ya’ll had your selves a bit of a standoff. I shot this one, and the other three killed Jake's horse. Wounded Blue too. But he seems okay once I cleaned it up and put a cloth on it.”
I get up hoppin' into my boots as I go to my horse. He is still a little unsteady around me. But we are doin' better than when he threw me. Right now he is just scared from the attack. I don't blame him. The claw marks under the bandage aren’t too deep. Violet is right, he should be fine. I hope. I don't know what an attack from us will do. For all I know I will have a Werehorse on my hands. Or rabid. J.D. will have to fill me in after I find out what's goin' on. I give Violet a small hug and a kiss as she looks like she needs them, then head over to J.D.
“This guy won't talk. Least not to me.”
“What's your name? You stupid son of a bitch?” I stare down at him. He tilts his head as he slowly smiles.
“You seem to be the bitch here. We were just lookin' for some fun last night. Caught a whiff of you.” He takes a deep sniff of the air and snarls with satisfaction. “Didn't realize you were with this one. Then didn't much care after seein' that horse.”
I stare at him. I don’t understand but I am about to.
“You killed Shaun. Last moon, you stupid cunt.”
My eyes widen and my heart starts to pound. This fuck knew Shaun Guiled. The bandit I had been trackin' before I met J.D. That meant that he is probably part of the group, pack, whatever they were callin' themselves. Which means that last night I may have met Jimmy here in wolf form. This guy is gonna have answers. I am gonna get them too.
I was prepared for this.
For catchin' one of them away from the rest. Just didn't think when I did I'd have fangs and a tail. I am glad I have J.D. He explains what went on last night, as I don’t remember much after the change in the cell. Tells me about the runnin' and gettin' away from town. Then catchin' this one, who calls hisself Rashne the Judge. Accordin' to my papers on these guys, this fuck will lay hands on someone and one of the others will just kill ’em. Shoot ‘em right then and there. He also decides who to leave around as witness to their crimes. It started out as shootin', then somewhere they changed and started tearin' people apart. Startin with my mamma and daddy.
I re-tie this shit’s hands to his feet. J.D. explains that if he tries to turn again this backward tie will keep him contained better. I figure he knows what he is talkin' ‘bout so I go for it that way. Fuckwit has a nice gunshot in his hip, same place as my Blue got clawed. Seems a fittin' wound. But there are more to come. See, this bastard clammed right up after givin' his name. When I pressed into his wound he cried out, but didn't want to tell me where Jimmy Straights and the other two were holed up.
“Is it here in the Lower Angels or were you just out for the runnin'?” I am tryin' to be nice as I can. Fact is I wanted to gut this shit the moment I realized who he was runnin' with.
“Fine, I'll track him myself. Tell me about the General Store massacre in Neutah, two years ago.” I press harder into his wound. He cries out and Violet grabs my arm.
“Baby, please, do you have to torture him?”
I look her in the eyes. They are welled up. I cradle her cheek in my hand. “Yes.” I dead pan. “J.D.? Take her on a walk, she shouldn't have to watch this.”
Now dressed J.D. grabs his hat and stands up. Seems he is as upset about the goin's on as she is. But this... This is part of the job. Gettin' information any way you can. Do what you gotta do, it's in the job description. Once they are out of sight, and I lose their scent, yes I notice that now. Which is handy. I take to my saddle bag. I take out a container of table salt, and my potato peeler. I wasn't jokin' 'bout that, as well as my huntin' knife and come back to my captive.
I kneel down in the dirt next to him. He stares at me, seems to be tryin' to get some sort of emotion from me. Tough titty, I am a ball of anger and am goin' to try out my peeler, maybe then he'll have somethin' constructive to say. So far he is just callin' me nasty names. I've had enough of that stupid shit. I peel the bloodied blanket back exposin' his filthy flesh. I smirk as I hold up the peeler.
“Where to start?” I muse, pressing it to his stomach and pulling down just enough to hear him cry. “Maybe here.” I press on his thigh, to the same effect. “Nah, let's go for somethin' more noticeable.” With all the pressure I can muster I tear down his right nipple. It flakes off like dead skin and lands in his exposed lap. He screams in pain. I laugh. Surprised it actually worked! “That seemed to hurt. Should we do the other? You know even it out?”
He shakes his head in vain, I am already going to work on the other only this time I use my huntin' knife in a slow sawing motion. He sputters, cryin'.
“Now before I go for somthin' you're gonna miss dearly...” I look down at his flaccid little dick. “Well maybe you won't miss it.”
He falls over tryin' to hide from me, landin' on that buckshot wound. He howls out as the dirt pushes into it. “Please, I can't go against my Alpha! He'll kill me!”
“What do you think I'm a gonna do to ya? If ya don't tell me what I wanna hear?” I rub salt on his chest and he howls. “Death is the end game here if you don't yammer fast.”
***
MY HEART RACES. IT had been a long time since I had to be this sadistic. Usually just hearin' my name is enough. The stories make me seem like the monster I am actin' like. I also notice that I am aroused by the whole thing. All that blood, him screamin', feels like I am gonna come without being touched. Hell, I am actually gettin' wet. I squirm a bit, my insides pulsin'. It feels damn good, truth be told. I don't rightly know what comes over me. I pull him onto his back and sit on his bleedin' chest. I lick at the thick stream of blood and salt. The metallic taste sends a shiver down me and my whole body lights up like a firecracker. I dig my nails into his shoulders. When I hear him laughin' I snap back.
“Can't help yerself can ya? That's yer wolf there. Yer one of us. Was Shaun changed ya before ya went and gutted him, was it? That makes you pack property.”
“Fuck that. I wanna know what happened to my parents in Neutah.” I ground the handle of my knife into his open hip. Finally he starts talkin'.
“We went in for the cash. Jimmy decided that he was gonna just rob ’em. But some old guy and his big mouth wife stepped in.” He glares at me, and a crooked kind of smile breaks through the anguish on his face. “Ya know come to thinkin' on it, the broad with the big mouth had real red hair, like yours... I'm thinkin she was probably yer mamma. Was she a thick woman prone to shootin' off her mouth?” He laughs as my rage leads me to punch him in the jaw hard as I can.
He bucks under me and I can feel his cock between my legs. Seems he is a grower. “She got tore up somethin' gruesome, and we fucked her till she couldn't scream no more too. Like I'ma gonna fuck you.”
All of a sudden he has me on my back. He's broken his ropes. When had that happened?
He gets my knife from my hands and holds me down. He is so heavy on me and I am so surprised, for an instant I ain’t sure what is goin' on. Next thing I know he's ripped my top open and is bittin' on me. “So you are a girl.” He snarls.
My head is racin'. I fuckin' like what he is tryin' to do!
Then a light goes on in my head. I pull my legs up and wrap them 'round his neck. I lift up my shoulders and twist them against the opposite of my legs and I hear the snap. He goes limp on me, dead as stone. I manage to get up just as Violet and J.D. appear in my line of vision. How long have they been there? I don’t know. I hope not long.