Abused Animal Stories Novels & Stories

Blood gushed out and bone exposed. Noah bit his lip to stop from screaming. His face turned pale, but he smiled. "You got the meat… Now tell me—where's May?" Still, the wolf ignored him, turned, and led the pack over the wall. Noah collapsed. Even as he lost consciousness, he murmured, "May… I'm coming." … Noah woke after a week. The scene of Ava being mauled made it to the headlines, censored but still shocking. Investigative reporters exposed abuse in the Potters' Zoo, including footage of handlers torturing animals and photos of rich clients using the habitats as hunting grounds.

"There was no animal attack." "What?" Prince Callum turned to his head to him and asked. "What do you mean by that?" "Just that. There was no animal attack." "An animal attacked her when she was five; an animal that almost pulled her into the bushes and devoured her." "No," Mr. Braun said shaking his head. "There was no animal attack . . . There never was." "Mr. Braun I hear you speaking but I have no idea what you are saying." "We made it up."

Retreats if we move too fast. "We need to be patient," the local vet tells us when we bring her for examination. "She's been severely traumatized. Physical abuse, starvation, possible torture. Her body has healed. Her mind will take longer." "How long?" I ask. "Months. Maybe years. Maybe never fully." The vet looks at us seriously. "Are you prepared for that?" "We have time," Lucian says. "And understanding." "You've worked with traumatized animals before?" "We are traumatized animals," I say before I can stop myself.

“She asked everything. How Grey treated us. Why we left. If you pressured us to defect.” “What did you tell her?” “The truth. That Grey is a monster and you saved our lives.” Dana sat down heavily. “But I don’t think it matters. She kept saying the law protects Alpha authority. That wolves can’t just leave whenever they want.” Lisa went in next. Then Marc. Then each of the twenty wolves from Grey’s pack. By afternoon Victoria had interviewed all twenty-three asylum seekers. She called Kade and Sage into the room. “I have heard their stories,” Victoria said. She looked tired. “The abuse is documented. Clear. Unquestionable.”

She said in a low voice and stepped backward. Just then, i remembered her. She was the waitress in that welcoming ball my mother held for me when i came back. This particular girl was the one who Carolina was bullying, and as i thought about that, i looked around and saw that most of the girls here were at my welcoming ball dressed in a waitress uniform. The time i had in that place was very limited and so i couldn't ask each and every one of them about what is happening to them. It is clear that they are being trafficked.

“We are right here. He can’t hurt you anymore only with words. He has no power over you. He hasn’t for a long time.” When Gillian was little her father would take his anger out on her. A little smack in the mouth here and there. Once she gained her spirit animal, his abuse became a little more. A failed grade meant a lashing from his belt. A word spoken out of turn, and she was restricted from eating for a few days, sometimes longer. She never thought of herself as a victim but over the years she became a shadow of the little girl I first met and became the meek mouse she is today.

he revealed “Recent happenings?” the Prince questioned “A strange story?” Uncle Anson added in confusion “It was discussed that some wolves got missing few months ago without any traces but they were recently brought back to the pack by wolves of another pack. They confessed that they were firstly kidnapped by wolves from their own packs before they were sold to people outside the pack who took them to the human world where they were locked up like animals” the leader explained “What in…” Prince Bain muttered “They were sold outside the pack after being kidnapped by their own people? What kind of absurdity is that?” Uncle Anson remarked in shock

I was still running when I stumbled on a stone and fell down. I tried standing up standing up- keyword-tried. But the bear came with full speed and pounce on me on the ground. Okay I know I'm dead. I closed my eyes as it dug it claws into my skin. I wait for it to start devouring me but instead I heard Kicks and pouch which made me open my to see another fierced creature attacking the Animal. It was a wolf.

She smiled at them and took the story book. "Ready for some good stories, babies?" she hinted. The children muttered their interest while nodding and clapping their hands. She opened the book and started reading it in a way that they can easily understand. The story was about the lonely little wolf who was abandoned and lost in the forest. It was a windy and chilling day and the snow started to pour down. The lost puppy was terrified for he can't see a place to hide. He continue his track, not minding the cold of the surroundings. Until he saw a small cabin down the hill. Hoping to have a shelter, he run down to the slopes, making him stumbled and rolled on the ground. After several minutes,