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"Who do you work for?" He cowered in fear as far as his bonds would let him.
"Nobody, I swear!"
"Liar!" The silver length of the whip lashed out. A muffled scream sounded as he clamped down on his lip. "Tell me! Who do you work for?"
"I don't know! I only take orders!"
The whip lashed out. "Wrong answer. I want names, NOW!"
He whimpered. "I don't know names! I swear to you!"
The whip came back down, burning into the man's skin, something that, not too long beforehand, I'd been at the mercy of. I was seething with rage.
"Wrong fucking answer, rogue! If you won't give me names, give me something, you motherfucker!"
"I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!" He screamed in agony as I brought the whip down three more times. I was sure that the entire pack could hear my questions and his screams, but I didn't care. Why would I when they were a threat to my people? To my pack? To my mate?
Finally, his neck was snapped, and he was dragged off. I went through the rest of the males in like manner. Soon, an overwhelming scent of strawberries hit me. It was my mate. "Zion, you're done. I'll handle the women." I nodded as she wrapped me in a comforting embrace. Her scent calmed me down in seconds. I reluctantly walked away as her darkened eyes watched me leave.
Ashlynn
I brought out one of the women. She was just a young girl, of maybe eighteen years, and that was if she wasn't younger than she looked. Living the life of a rogue would do that to a wolf. I felt bad for her. I was going to try this the easy way first. If she didn't cooperate, I'd take my less preferred route.
"What's your name?"
She shook her head. "I'm a rogue without a name. I can't talk with a voice."
I immediately felt pity for her. It wasn't too long ago that my prince was a rogue who couldn't use his voice. I had compassion for her. "I'm not going to hurt you as long as you cooperate with me. Can I call you Poppy?"
She nodded. "I already know the questions. We're working for a wolf called Anderson Blackmoon. His base is located about five miles downstream in a huge cave. A war is brewing. You must prepare. You have seven to fourteen days."
"Poppy, since you cooperated with us and you're so young, I'll do what I can to ensure you're not harmed." Suddenly, violent sobs wracked her body. I wrapped an arm around her. "What's wrong, Poppy?"
"I've got nothing to live for. My mate was the first one killed back at the cabin."
I felt really bad. I silently cursed my mate. "I'm so sorry. I don't know what to do. Maybe the moon goddess will bless you with another." I knew the words were useless in her predicament, but I didn't know what else to say for comfort.
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The next chapter is oral sex in the woods between two new characters. There will be a book later on those two.
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The Luna's Silent Prince (WereLove Book 1)
WerewolfAt 2 years old, Zion's mother and father died. His nurse gang-raped & left for dead. Zion has never uttered a word/sound since he was two. He's very little knowledge of werewolves. All he knows is constant abuse, and he's supposedly royalty. Thirtee...
