Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 52241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
But Saunders shook his head.
“No, I don’t think so. We won’t kill her, but we won’t let her go either,” he said. “She must still be punished for her crime, even if we don’t stone her.”
“What are you talking about?” Dr. Keller demanded. “Why will you punish her simply for being in Heat?”
“Because even if she’s the Prophesied Bitch, she still broke the Unbreakable Laws!” Saunders said stubbornly. “So she must be punished. And I think the best way would be with a public breeding.”
A what? I felt my stomach twist into a slick fist. Oh God, I really hoped I was wrong about what I thought he was saying…
“We’ll tie her here—to the rock.” Packmaster Saunders gestured to the metal rings that had been imbedded in the flat rock—the ones I had noticed the first time I was here. “And every Alpha who wishes can come up and breed her—that way she’ll be sure to get a big belly and the result will be the Primordial Wolf!”
A cheer that was largely masculine went up from the crowd. The Alphas were hooting and shouting eagerly.
“Hey, Packmaster—can we go first?” I heard Drake Wilkes shout and Billy Masters was right behind him. “Seeing as how it was her Guardian that went after us?”
“Yes, I think that’s fair.” Saunders nodded, stroking his chin thoughtfully. “More than fair, in fact. You boys will be first in line at the breeding.”
“What? I did not say you should all breed her!” Dr. Keller exclaimed. “You will kill the poor girl! She cannot take on the entire pack!”
“She’ll only be taking the Alphas—that’s not more than twenty or so,” the Packmaster said casually. “Look, Dr. Keller—you know we appreciate everything you do for the pack and I’m glad you brought me this information. But now your duty is done—we’ve got it from here.”
“But—but---” she sputtered, but it was clear he wasn’t paying any attention.
“Line up!” he was shouting. “Come on—all the Alphas who want to breed make a line behind Drake Wilkes and Billy Masters. They’re going first and then the rest can have a turn. Hurry up, people—the full moon is rising and we want to have time for a good run tonight!”
I felt sick—now I was just another item on their agenda. Trial at nine, public breeding—(aka gang rape)—at nine thirty, and shifting to wolf form for a brisk run in the moonlight by ten.
“You boys—tie her to the rock,” the Packmaster directed. “Get her in position for breeding. But first help the good doctor off the rock.”
Dr. Keller was put down off the rock, still protesting. Bless her wrinkled little heart, at least she had tried for me. Then the same two men who had tied me and taped my mouth in the first place grabbed me and forced me to my hands and knees. They untied my wrists and ankles but though I struggled, I couldn’t get free and make a break for it.
“Spread your legs, bitch!” One of them snapped. He kicked my ankles apart so I had no choice but to comply.
The rough stone scraped my knees and the palms of my hands. They looped thin but strong cord around my wrists and ankles and tied it to the metal rings embedded in the rock.
I had never felt so exposed…so vulnerable. My breasts hung down, my nipples tight in the cool wind and dripping nectar all over the rocks. My pussy was open and wet, though the thought of being bred by twenty or more men made me want to gag. But my body was ripe for breeding and I had no control over my reactions.
“Mmm! Mmm!” I moaned through the duct tape on my mouth.
“What’s that, girl?” Packmaster Saunders demanded, leaning down to leer at me. “You have something to say?”
“Rip the tape off, Packmaster!” a horribly familiar voice said behind me. “I want to hear her scream!”
It was Drake Wilkes and he already had his cock out. I felt sick when I turned my head to see him.
Saunders shrugged.
“All right—if you’re sure you can stand her smart mouth.” Grabbing the edge of the tape, he ripped it off, making me wince and moan in pain. “Sorry about that, girly,” he said and laughed nastily. “You know, I don’t think I’ve ever smelled a bitch so ripe to be bred! Think I might have a turn myself.”
“Get in line,” Drake told him, grinning. “The whole Pack is gonna get a turn tonight—as long as I get to go first!”
“You deserve the first fuck, all right after Jack shot you like that.” Packmaster Saunders shook his head. “I don’t know what got into him! He used to be a good wolf. Now…” He shook his head. “I just don’t know. I guess this little bitch corrupted him.”
“We’ll make her pay.” Drake was already kneeling behind me and I felt the blunt, moist head of his shaft rubbing against my bare ass. “We’ll make her pay fucking good!”