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Daniel is sound asleep and I’m tryin’ to get some rest, but I’m anxious. The boys have left me with a couple of the Marshalls. The man in black, known as Montgomery brought me up some soup that Charlie made. It wasn’t bad but it could have used a few herbs for taste. I got this weird tingle in my throat and am feelin’ all kinds of woozy. What was in that? My mouth is dry and I feel like I’m gonna pass out. What’s wrong with me? Who’s that coming toward me? Is that... Charlie?
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MY HEAD IS ACHING, I know that smell. They used it to light the lamps in Columbine Spring... It’s kerosene. My eyes spring open, to blackness. I can feel that my mouth is gagged. My hands are tied up and I’m sitting on an uncomfortable wooden chair with my legs taped to its front. What the Hell? I turn my head to the left and the right, trying to get the hood off. Within seconds it comes off by force and I’m looking at Charlie. But Charlie is fine, just staring at me with a fucking smirk.
“Ya’ll thought you were so clever.” He spits his words acidly. “Treatin’ us like the lackeys. But this whole time you’ve been played. I’m sure that your little wolf pack will be found shortly, and when they are you are gonna see what a real pack can do.”
My heart races. Where is my baby? Where is Daniel! Then I hear him screaming. I start throwing myself around. I am damned if they are gonna hurt my son! “Fuck!” I scream through the gag. “Give me my baby! Where’s my son!?” It is all just noise to them, but my throat is already feeling raw.
“Easy there mamma.” I hear another voice come from behind me where Daniel’s screams seem to stem. It is deep and guttural. Like a painful moan.
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THE OWNER OF THE VOICE comes around. He is about five ten, has long straggly black hair and a monstrous face. His brow is thick and stuck out, the hair connected to the sides of his face and down his jaw. His jaw, it is too wide for his mouth, the teeth too big and his eyes glow bright green. He holds my Daniel in long hair covered arms, his hands baring claws that are far too close to my boy’s face.
“I’d stop unless you want him harmed.” He puts a claw to Daniel’s cheek making a light scratch. Daniel wails in pain. I freeze. Terrified he’ll kill my son. “That’s better, my dear.” He leans in close to me. His breath is rancid and hot on my skin. I turn away, trying not to throw up in my mouth.
He grabs my top tearing it down to expose my aching and filled breasts. They leak from the violent jerk. He smiles holding my son to my breast. He latches on and I cry as his little cheek bleeds.
“There, that’s better for both of you I’m sure. But my, look how full you are.”
I know what disgusting thing he is thinking even before he does it. I stiffen as he licks at and sucks on my other ripened breast. He bites at me and then I feel his nails dig deeply as he roughly claws. I scream through the gag, the pain is unbearable and my head begins to swim. He pulls away from me and takes Daniel. I push forward trying to stand. But am pushed back by this monster. My chest burns as it bleeds. Things are getting hazy. I am losing consciousness.
“A wolf child should have a wolf mother.” He snarls. “Pray that you survive your transition or he’ll soon have two dead parents.”