At least I think these creatures above the hole are humans.
"We got one, boys!!" A bulky human with a scraggly beard yells at the others. I begin to growl at them, not knowing what else to do.
"A feisty one. What do you recon it is? A boy or a girl?"I snap my jaws at his words.
"Must be a boy if he is so vicious."
"How do we know its not just an ordinary wolf.""Just let me go, humans." I snarl at them.
"Look at that. It talks. Therefore it must be a werewolf."
I frantically try to get to them using my claws. "I'm not some werewolf mutt! I f you want werewolves I can't help you. There aren't any here."
"He must be stupid. Yosef, go see if the others were also successful." Scraggly beard disregards my words.
My ears flicker at the faint sound of a distressed howl. I howl back in response.
"What's he doing?" Scraggly beard looks down at my with twisted features. "What are you doing, boy."
The man is answered when he is thrown in next to him. "Alpha!" I bark happily when I see him. "Bjorn, you have to get out of here."
"I'm a little stuck."
"Jump."
I do as my alpha commands. He catches me by the scruff of my neck and pulls me out the hole.
"That ones the leader boys! Kill it." Scraggly beard yells at the remaining bewildered men.
Alpha and I tried to fight them all off and save the pack but we couldn't. They got what they wanted. The Alpha's head on a stake and the fifteen members of the pack in a cage. The rest of the pack?
Dead.
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Echoes of War
FantasyAfter a massacre Bjorn's pack has 15 standing members, his luck worsens when he becomes a pet. Then someone unexpected saves him, worsening his luck.