“I understand.” I whispered. “What are we going to do?”
“Well, first we are going to finish this night. We’ll go back up.” He nodded toward the hill.
“You’ll thank your mates for coming to save your skinny ass.” His voice dropped as he whirled me around to the front of him. His voice dropping as his hand slid to my lower back. “And thank us well...”
“I will.” I nodded. Understanding very clearly his meaning.
He does for me what I wish. But I will be his slave tomorrow. To do with as he wishes.
“Come tomorrow, in the haze of the descending Mating Moon, when we are sated, and other wolves are not. We will bait you as your so keen on doing yourself. And we will decimate as many packs as we can through the day, building your little army.”