Clara felt movement around her as well as heard murmurs above her. There was a strange smell, mixed with several individuals, but not only wolves, there were also some different ones. She forced herself to open her eyes to find herself still in her wolfish body, with her front and back legs tied together, a thick rope around her snout and lying on her side on the ground. All around her she could see various shadows moving back and forth and commenting among themselves.She felt hands on her body, but when she tried to move away she realized she was paralyzed. She began to tremble and let out a pitiful moan. She was afraid, very afraid. First kidnapped. Then trapped like this by strangers she didn't know. She was even more terrified than before.The only thought that came to her mind was when she was rescued by her mates from her father's clutches when he had locked her up, but now there was no such hope. If it was what she imagined and had heard about... those were hunters. So she was

As had happened when she had been caught, her body was carried over the wolf's shoulder and she was pulled out of the prison where she was held. Clara gasped and with every rub on her she let out a moan of pain. The man's hands felt rough even over her fur and gripped her so tightly that they were sure to leave marks.-She heard voices all around her.-Yes, his heat is already at its peak. I'm sure he'll like her. She hasn't mated for a while so it won't take him long to get her pregnant.-I'm worried he'll kill her in the process. It's a little violent during mating and she's so small.-He won't kill her- the man carrying her laughed, -He's a male, his instinct is to breed with a female in heat, not to mark her. We don't know how it works, but he is capable of tearing her apart and leaving her alive enough to give birth later. Puppies are very expensive, so we don't have the luxury of him doing his own thing. The training he underwent earlier also helped.-Oh, I see- another of them

Clara shuddered as she felt the raspy tongue of her previous attacker run over the wounds he had inflicted on her back and neck during the night. It was already dawn, that was what the little light coming into that room told her. However, it was still dark for her. She lay in a shaking ball in the corner, her body aching, her insides torn from the knot she had tried to pull out only causing herself more damage than she had done, and the wolf's semen still dripping disgustingly from her sex. Moaning low with her head hidden between her legs wanting the world to end for her.She had been brutally raped by another wolf. She had not been taken by his mates, The heat had subsided significantly given the fluid flowing inside her that would calm her until the night where the symptoms would return. The thought of going through the same thing made her almost start sobbing.She squirmed more and tried to melt into the wall trying to run away from the tongue of the wolf that seemed insistent on

It was too quiet.Normally every time a she-wolf was brought to her breeding male during the night, there were usually sounds coming from the cell, not many and in various frequencies, but there were. So it was safe to assume that something strange was going on.One of the hunters guarding the corridor advanced with some concern. He squeezed the electric rod in his cautious hand. He would enter a cell with two wolves in heat. One of them, a male, would try to protect the female he was mating with and with the wolf's temper he would surely attack him.He swallowed dryly and brought his hand to the handle and began to carefully lower it, creating a rusty squeak. Still, he felt no sound inside. He frowned, something wasn't right. He opened the door with the wand in his other hand and stepped inside. Light from the hallway flooded the room and his foot was positioned on the floor hearing a faint splash. When he looked down his eyes opened wide in shock.Blood. A lot of blood.His first im

Clara could feel the heat and the humidity of the other's blood throbbing in her face, while she did not feel any pain in spite of the shot. Everything had been really fast, but enough for her to be aware of the facts, of the situation and she could only do one thing.-ETHAN- she cried out as she saw the body of her mate staggering in front of her, with a wound in his paw from which blood was gushing.Then he heard the hunter's scream as the jet-furred wolf's mouth full of teeth closed around his neck and ripped him apart. Dixon had no contemplation in killing his mate's assailant. He squeezed until the man stopped moving. And only then did he raise his head. His golden eyes were fixed on Clara, as were those of her brother who looked over his shoulder at her.Despite what had happened, despite the fact that she might resent that they hadn't arrived in time, it was like that time, they had gone looking for her, and from the state of both their bodies, including the wounds on their wor