All Chapters of Ravished By Her Fated Beasts: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"What is the proper way to invite them to go rogue? Perhaps I should give them the money to buy their way to a different life?" he said sarcastically.I stopped stroking his arms and watched his face. The stream of emotions I felt when I tapped into his mind was confusing. Anger, embarrassment, distrust, and fear were all there. None of these emotions I was used to getting from Joel."Spill," I demanded. "What's going on?""Five of my pack members went rogue and I completely missed the signs. What if there are others out there? This pack is too large, there are too many to watch. What if given the right tools they decided to try it again," he said sounding defeated."You told me once to trust my pack and I believe it was good advice. You knew those wolves were troubled, you had seen the signs. I'm sure we are both sorry for the way it played out, but you were not blind to it. You just didn't act on what you saw. If you saw those behaviors again, would you let it go?" I asked him."I w

He ignored me and ran the grass closer and closer to my armpit. "Because I noticed," he said, "you seemed very adverse to having the grass touch you.""Joel, I yielded. Yes, I'm ticklish," I panted trying to wiggle free."Doesn't count now," he said."How is that fair? I stopped running when you said 'yield'. It's the polite thing to do," I argued breathlessly as the grass blade travelled down my side.I let out a peel of strained giggles and tried to buck Joel off. It wasn't working. He was too strong and thought my reaction was much too fun. He continued to slide his chosen device against my ribs, tracing each one."How did I never know you were ticklish?" he marveled.Desperate to distract him from this form of entertainment, I moved my hips to stimulate his erection, which was still nestled between us. I wrapped both legs around him and pressed up. He wasn't even slightly distracted and instead used the blade to tickle right at my waist.I wailed. My skin was alight. It felt like

To our horror, there were casualties due to the spells. The wolves that survived the spell took an eternity to heal and were in terrible amounts of pain the entire time. Even with all the human narcotics we could purchase, we barely managed to keep their lives bearable. It became a non stop, daily struggle.Besides the wolves we cared for there was also a small cadre of human females handed over to us by the warriors. The rogue packs liked to kidnap and use human females to sate their sexual urges. The women we took in were near destroyed.The women were badly damaged, but the Latro pack took them all. The plan was to heal and eventually change all the women, if they would agree to it. If they didn't agree to change, death was their only other option. It was a harsh reality for women that had already suffered.They screamed and railed at us once they got healthy enough. They wanted to escape and go back to their former lives. They swore to me they would not go to the police or tell an

I used the directions Joel had given me and pulled the pickup into the lot of the seediest strip joint in town. I'd never been to this place before, but I knew about it. Several young women I had treated at the clinic picked up johns here. I thought it best to warn Lucas."Do you know what a strip club is Lucas?" I asked."No, Madam Alpha," he said scanning the dimly lit parking lot and low dingy building."It's a place where human women dance in little to no clothing. They are supposed to just dance, but in some places the women have sex with men for money. This place is like that. The women in here will approach you to see if you want to see them dance or have sex," I told him."What should I say?" he asked."I'm guessing Cindy may be a dancer. Tell them you want a dance from her. We'll see where that gets us," I answered.I'd forgotten about the wires Lucas and I were wearing. I heard Joel's sultry voice invade my mind.'How exactly do you know about these types of clubs?' he asked

"It was just a little marijuana, Joseph, I promise. I don't sell those potions anymore," June lied."Selling drugs will get you in trouble, too," another male voice intoned. "Human police would take you away from us. We'd have trouble getting you out. We've got to stick together. This family is all we have. Please, stop selling that stuff.""Well, I'm not strong like you. I can't go work construction. There are only so many jobs I can get that pay cash under the table," she huffed. "I want to earn my keep, too.""Speaking of," one of the males said, "there's a guy promised us one hundred cash each to come and work the graveyard shift for him on the new road construction. We took the offer. It'll make a long day, but we need the money.""You just got home," June said plaintively, "and you look exhausted. Can't you just not go tonight. I'll work an extra couple of shifts at the club and make up for it.""Sorry, sis," another voice said, "it's hard to find work with the packs cracking do