His Favorite Pet

Chapter 4

Author's Note: I apologize, if this chapter is not the best. The next will be better, I promise!

"Come now," I heard someone say to me in close of a whisper. Then felt a hand gently shake me.

I opened my eyes to find Chauncey, trying to wake me up. I stretched my body as best I could, though found it more uncomfortable because of the chains high above my head.

"What.." I yawned as I shrugged one of my shoulders to wake up. "Morning already? Damn."

"Hurry up," I heard Bruce speak out as he threw on a black shirt. "We get there before Rosa wakes up she will think the world of us. Especially for bringing her this little Caramel."

"Go fetch for a squirrel dog," I spat at him. "And quit calling me that! It's Karma! I refuse to be renamed!"

He made an advance toward me, though Chauncey halted him before he could come closer. "You hit her, then you get us all in trouble," he spoke as he untied my chains from the branch.

"Thank you," I uttered as my arms could finally relax for a minute.

"Rosa doesn't want you to hurt them," Nikoli spoke out as I heard his back pop once again. "Last time you did it, we got lashes for it. So, don't risk it, for the second time."

I heard a low growl from Bruce then he turned away walking ahead of us. "You assholes are gonna take me to some woman to sell me," I asked them as Chauncey started to lead me with them.

"To be honest," he began. "I think you might become Rosa's favorite. She's into female humans who have an attitude, much like you. Sassy, stubborn, and slightly able to put up a fight."

"Should I be offended by that?"

"Oh, no, that means you won't be sold to a normal werewolf. You could be in waiting, and be sold to a higher rank," he sounded pleased at the thought.

"So I'll be some high class sex-toy," I rolled my eyes. "Nice way to put it."

"Unless you want to be sold to someone who abuses you," I heard Nikoli scowl at me. "I'd say be grateful. Because at least Rosa will take care of you. She will make sure that you are sold to avoid such damage."

"Oh, do tell," I replied sarcastically as Chauncey led me gently yanked the chain when I still stood. "Do you put a collar around my neck with diamond studs?"

"She does sell that," Chauncey gave me a pity smile.

"That was rhetorical," I blanked at him.

"Ah," he replied. "But still. Like an F.Y.I. thing."

The walk to the shelter was the longest silence I've ever known. Bruce and Nikoli would walk a few before us, and make sure there were no 'Rogues' around. My mind races with many things: the random man that acted as if I were his. The fact that I'll be taken in to this Pet House and be sold like an animal. And how, there was a god damn chance of becoming a sex slave.

And I'm still a virgin...that's lovely, I thought.

I felt the tug of the chain once more, then sighed because Chauncey would always tug if I fell behind.

I am thankful that he isn't as violent as the other two. They would just drag me all the way there. But because of the "don't damage the merchandise" rule, it seems that Chauncey had become my babysitter.

"Damn," I heard Bruce curse as I heard large rapids. "Well, hand her over."

I had jumped upon a rock, stood on my toes then looked what at why he was upset. A river rushed amongst the rocks and logs that dared to be in its path. "It's just a river," I scolded. "You dogs don't like getting a little wet."