Changed

Alora

“I’ll teach you to attack me and try to tell me what the fuck to do.” I hear an angry voice.

Then I’m grabbed by the hips, flipped over onto my stomach, my hips are pulled up, and then suddenly he is behind me shoving into me. I scream bloody mureder at the absolute agony of what he’s doing to me, but with the muzzle on me it’s just inarticulate sounds and nothing more.

“Fuck Bobby, you are hurting her, if you tear her apart she’s never going to be able to carry a pup.”

“She needs to know her fucking place, who the fuck cares. She’s an alpha, she’d never carry our pups anyway. So, now she’s only a hole, the fucking bitch.” He keeps thrusting, and the pain never ends. There’s warmth running down my legs.

Finally he finishes, and he throws me to the side. Then they all leave me here, closing a heavy metal door behind them. What the fuck is happening? I have something across my mouth and head. I feel back and there’s a latch and it has a padlock thing on it. I pull hard but I can’t break it, I can’t get this fucking thing off of me. Then I pull at the chain that is attached to the cement wall and ends with the metal collar that is fastened around our neck.

I hear howling and growling in my head, and then I can sense another presence in here with me. I am different, but I have no idea why. I am still so incredibly confused. I am laying in a puddle of blood, and my body is burning in agony. Soon though I can almost feel myself mending and healing. How the fuck am I healing so fast. I have to be going crazy, that’s the only explanation.

I hear a sound and turn and see a huge dog walking along outside the bars of my cage. I just watched it. It looks at me with eyes that glow a soft golden color. That doesn’t seem right to me. I mean I know animal’s eyes reflect the light and shit, but they don’t fucking glow like this.

As I am watching it lays down, and then the body starts to twitch and shift. The bones break and reform moving around until there’s no longer a big dog there but a naked man in its place. Okay, I am legitimately completely batshit. That’s the only possible explanation. Things like this don’t happen in real life.

He sits up and I recognize one of the men who were here earlier. I glare hate at him and he smirks at me, “So, now you know. You’re a wolf shifter. We bit you and tore you up plenty, you have to cause a lot of damage if you want to start the change. Most people die from it, but we saw you fight the other night. There was a man at the restaurant, he attacked you in the parking lot. You kicked his ass and banged his head against your car. We knew you would be a good candidate. I guess you were actually too good. We want females to breed to help grow our army. The Lakeside pack is taking us out, the fucking goody two shoes bastards. They can’t seem to let us just do what we want, no they come in and take the females we have here. So, now, we have you. Bobby says you’re a female alpha. I’ve never even heard of that. Only now, because of that you can’t be a breeder I guess. So now you get to just be a whore instead.” with that he walks out of the room, or dungeon, or what the fuck ever. I lean my head back on the ground just trying to absorb all that he said. It can’t possibly be real. I saw him though. I have this thing growling and pacing in my head. Is that my wolf or whatever. I hear whining and it seems like it’s telling me that yes, it’s my wolf. Damn, what the fuck do I do now?

Killian

I am sitting in my office going over some financials for the pack. We’re supposed to meet up in a bit. We have another rescue mission planned against the damn bastards that call themselves a pack. They steal women and force the change against their will. Then they keep them and rape them, trying to breed them. We have already managed to rescue about 5 women from them. However, the alpha and his 4 sidekicks have managed to evade us. We got a tip that they were going after another woman and that they had hole up in an abandoned bunker.

So, I am meeting with my beta, gamma, and our lead enforcer to plan our next move against these mother fuckers. I hear a knock and call for them to come in. My sister, Elizabeth, walks in and sits in a chair facing my desk.

“What’s up?” She’s looking at me funny and I have an inkling I know what she wants to talk about, yet again.

“You know what’s up. You are the alpha of the Lakeside pack. They depend on you. You need to find a mate and start working on pups so that they know their alpha has everything well in hand.”

“Liz, as soon as I find my mate, I will be more than happy to do that. However, what I will not do, what I will absolutely never do, is simply take a female, to pop out pups, that isn’t my mate. That has nothing but misery painted all over it. You know what happens to wolves who just mate with random wolves. They end up hating each other, and then if either of them find their mate it is an absolutely agonizing situation. I swore I would never do that, and I very much intend to stand by that. I need you to stop pushing me. I will do my duty when my mate comes along.”

She sighs, “Okay, I know, but I worry about you. Not to mention I am sick and tired of all of the females whispering in my ear about how good a mate they could be for you.”

I wrinkle my nose, “That’s so fucked up. They know better, they’re just power hungry, and I hate that so much. My mate is out there. I’ll find her, don't worry.”