CraaaAAAAAACK
I heard the sickening sound of the whip before I felt it dig into the smooth skin of my back.
"You hid under my nose for years, Kye" He snarled at me "I invited you into my home, I let you befriend my son, and I thought of you as my own daughter."
CraaaAAAAAAAAAck
The whip dug in even deeper this time, reflecting my alphas anger.
"Only for you to betray us. What grave mistake you've made, Kye. You're going to suffer for what you've done. I'm going to break you."
He whipped me for what seemed like hours, every lash more painful than the other as the supreme alpha raged under the highest light of the moon.
Not once did I yell out, not once did I call for mercy.
My pack members stood by and watched in shame and horror as the girl they've known for years was ripped apart by the silver whip. Not once did any of them show a sign of sympathy, only disgust.
"They are cowards, afraid of what they do not understand." I heard her voice in the back of my mind, snarling at how they dare to treat us.
"One day, they will be sorry."
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My front paws sunk into the forest floor as i positioned myself into a pouncing position, waiting for the perfect moment to pounce. I'd been stalking a herd of stags for days, waiting for the perfect moment to catch them off guard. My hunt could have been over within the first moments I found them, but my wolf loved the thrill of the chase. And somewhat I did too.
I internally smirked as I raised my massive head into the air and pushed out a howl from deep within my chest. At that same moment it seemed everything within the forest froze and my golden eyes locked onto the dark orbs of my trophies.
And then all hell broke loose.
Birds erupted from the trees, small critters littered the forest floor in flight response, and my herd burst off in the opposite direction from me. They were fast, but not fast enough. My wolf was on a mission for blood, she caught up with the first stag in no time and her strong jaws clamped around his neck and ripped its throat out. Blood sprayed all over her face and she took off after her next target. The chase was chaos, she whipped around trees and through bushes successfully ripping apart the last two targets.
The hunt ended with her fur matted in the blood and guts of our feat. I let her consume the smallest of the stags and she left a clean carcass, no leftovers for scavengers.
I shifted into my human form and started making my way back to the other two stags.
"Next time, don't rip them apart as much. It's a waste of meat that I could've used." I grumbled. She huffed in the back of my mind and put up a mental block. She always did this after a long hunt, we'd been in wolf form for almost four days stalking the herd and now was her time to rest. I'm just glad the herd circled around the territory and I wasn't far from home here.
