Where was Connor? Where was I? I'm scared.
I heard the heavy foot steps around me. Many of them. The loud thump of there boots but the ground as I was dragged along in some kind of net.
I had stopped screaming a while ago. All it got me was some well placed kicks to the head. I didn't know how long it had been but I was growing more worried by the minute. The farther away from the pack I got the less chance I would be found.
I cried silent hopeless tears as the small light I could see peak through the net fades into darkness. This was it. I was never going to be saved now. I cried for the loss of my twin and for the unknown. What would happen to me? What were they going to do?
Finally my net stopped dragging and it was pulled off of me. The man that stood over me, although I didn't know it yet, would be my rapist.
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Erotic Wolf
Short StoryShort stories I've been throwing around in my head but domt have the energy to make into an actual book. If you like one in particular I might add on to it let me know.
