Two

Becca and Veronica had been living as rogues for two weeks now. They joined a troupe of other rogue women hence they moved in a group.

Becca had just killed a lamb, the other women were washing the meat while she sat in front of her mother and was gently massaging her feet.

While hunting, Veronica hurt her feet and now, it was swollen. Becca hands caressed her mother’s feet while she talked to the two women washing the lamb’s stomach.

“Becca, you are very skilled, how did you catch this lamb within minutes of hunting.” One of the women, Kendra turned her head and looked at Becca who just smiled.

She noticed that she was fast, she had impeccable strength and could do better than a normal wolf her age. Even during training, Becca was faster and better than most of the pack warriors. Becca knew it was one of the reasons her father called her abnormal, it was impossible for a eighteen years old wolf to be as strong as that.

“Becca trained a lot, please don't ask her any questions that would make her feel uncomfortable.” Veronica was quick to shun the women and they kept shut, talking to each other. Becca noticed her mother talked like she was protecting something, yet, Becca discarded the thought.

Few minutes later, they had finished washing the meat and now wanted to roast it. Becca got the coconut oil, Kendra collected it and used it to rub the body of the well washed meat.

Diane, another woman had set the fire. Veronica inserted the stick into the meat one after the other and after she was done, Becca collected it and placed it on the fire.

“It will be delicious!” Diane licked her lips. She was pregnant so it was just right for her to act that way.

“Veronica, can you tell us folklore to distract our attention from the unready food?” Diane suggested and quickly went to seat in front of Veronica who sat well on the wooden chair Becca had made before.

“Fine...” Veronica smiled and sat well, and then looked directly at Diane who was eager to hear Veronica’s story.

However, before Veronica could start talking, the scent of huge wolves filled the air and the sound of paws hitting the floor came vibrant in their ears.

“Fuck, the wolves are here!” Becca shouted and stood up quickly, she helped Diane up and then threw their bags to Kendra who collected quick and picked to her race.

“Move, quick!” Becca shouted at Diane.

She ran to Veronica and helped her up, ready to run when an arrow moved from the air swiftly and landed behind her mother. Veronica was not strong to run well because of her leg.

Becca who saw that her mother had now fallen due to the strike stopped quickly and went to her mom’s aid. Hence, the wolves caught up to them.

There were four wolves in total in different colours. They all shifted and then took their clothes from the bags one of the wolves was carrying before.

Becca was not scared of them at all, she was only scared her mother would die because the arrow behind her was laced with wolfsbane and it was eating her flesh. With redden and angry eyes, Becca scornfully barked at the wolves behind them,

“You criminals!”

One of the men out of the four men walked closer to Becca, he had sighted her from afar. She was young and beautiful, with long red hair and beautiful shape.

Antonio was one of the pack warrior of Silverhub pack, he loved to come out in the night like this and hunt for female rogues to sleep with.

“This one looks pretty, I want to have her.” Antonio touched her red sleek hair and Becca turned to him in anger, she threw his hand off her head and looked back at her mother who was now groaning in pain. Becca was still examining how to pull it out because the arrow ran deep into her back.

Antonio smiled and walked closer to her, and then bent behind her.

“Feisty, huh?” He chuckled and touched her hair again. This time he annoyed Becca more, she turned around and wanted to squeeze his balls but before she was able to do that, one of the other men took her mother away and held out a knife to her throat.

“Mom!” Becca turned to her mother sharply with tears in her eyes. Then, Antonio seized the opportunity to cross his hand over her chest and squeeze her back to himself pulling his mouth closer to her ears.

“Would you like to watch your mother die or would you prefer to please me so I can let you go?” Antonio’s sultry voice came to her hearing. Becca swallowed hard, more tears gathered in her eyes as she saw her mother struggle against the man that held her.

Veronica was very weak as a result of the wolfsbane in her system hence she could only watch her daughter go away with the man.

She screamed in her head loudly, begging him not to touch her child but he didn't listen... He didn't hear her.

Becca followed the man, he smiled greedily and debauchery stained his eyes. Becca was wearing a short flimsy gown and although the sun was going back to its home, he could still see her wide hips and tiny waist since the flimsy gown acted as second skin against her body.

Veronica was tackled to the floor while she heard the loud screaming of her daughter, she heard the sounds of thrashing against the floor meaning Becca was struggling against the man.

Veronica moved on the floor, wanting to be free but the men increased their force in pulling her down and pressed her cheeks to the floor sending pain to her body. Yet the pain was nothing to the one in her heart.

“She is just a kid, take me, pls. She hasn’t even been mated yet!” Veronica cried, moving in the hands of the men; one held her two hands to the side and another held her two legs to the other side, giving her no room for movement.

She could only lay her head on the side and hear the screaming and wailing of her precious daughter, her heart breaking with each sounds Becca made. The tether between mother and daughter stung her heart like the rope was fixed tightly around her heart and someone was fiddling with it.

“Let her go, you bloody animal!” Veronica shouted and that earned a wild slap from the man who held her arms. A heart wrenching sob left her mouth and then the man smiled and began to slap her cheeks continuously. The faint metallic taste of blood matted her tongue and she spat it out.

The one holding her legs found what the other man was doing interesting hence, he started his. He began to slap her butt, finding it amusing as well thus he smiled and continued to play with her.

Veronica tried to kick against them but they were men and she was no match as they gripped her like their whole life depended on it. Veronica could feel the soreness of their hands on her body.

“Antonio, play with that one while we play with this one. She is amusing!” The man, Jenro holding her hand laughed out hysterically.

He moved his hand to her boobs and slapped them while Veronica jerked, crying at the humiliation they subjected her to.

“She has nice round boobs!” Jenro laughed, still slapping her boobs while she shrieked under them, crying as the floor stung her cheeks.

Yet, Veronica wasn't sad for herself but for her daughter who was struggling against a man the age of her father.