Teaser SIW 09

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Blinded by the rage he felt, Adam leaped up and directly went for Frank's throat, the one who had set his eyes on Bronwille the night they assaulted her. Ed and Chris each went for the other men. The brothers had decided that they wanted to keep Jack alive at all costs, the one who had casually revealed most from their hidden agenda.

Chris told his brother, a second before they attacked, that he would take care of Jack, hoping that in the middle of the fight he cold port him away and secure him. He knew he'd reveal his new trick this way, but he was already planning on telling Ed and Adam afterwards.

Ed made a beeline for Howie's thigh, sure he could bite him there and incapacitate him. His aim wasn't to kill, it never was. In this case however he wouldn't mourn the fact if he'd fail. From what little they‘d overheard, these three weren't rogues at all but had been ordered to bring in fresh blood to a shrinking pack and it didn't matter how they brought in the females. Knowing a woman should be treated with respect, their conversation had sparked his anger.

Suddenly the camp exploded in a mix of growls and popping bones, indicating the three men were shifting to their wolf form once they saw the three massive wolves attacking them.

They recognized the scent from the dark brown one. Seeing him here with the other two, they all realized instantly they were in for the fight of their lives.

Adam surprisingly missed Frank by an inch, but that didn't stop him from knocking him over. Uncaring that Frank was mid shift, he launched another attack at the man's throat. Frank got up and tried to avoid the impending assault, only able to take a single step before he felt the sharp canines rip through his shoulder blade, fracturing it. Giving a painful yelp, he tried his best to shake of the big wolf.

Remembering their earlier fight, Frank knew he wasn't a real match to this wolf, so he had to trick him, letting the wolf think he had the upper hand. Feigning submission to the larger and stronger wolf, he dropped down, giving another yelp as he landed on his obviously broken shoulder. Bearing his throat, the darker wolf didn't hesitate to clamp down and reinforce his dominance.

Seething with anger deep inside, Frank did his best to stay still, letting the other man think he had won, and was now hoping the wolf on top of him would show mercy for his fast surrender. The grip on his throat became firmer. Still Frank kept quiet, but then he felt the canines pierce his skin. A not so feigned whimper escaped the second he realized his little gamble of tricking this wolf had failed miserably.

Frank had hoped on mercy and once he'd been released had intended to strike the big wolf in his stomach. He couldn't even get a kick in now. The other wolf had anticipated every possible move and wasn't interested in fighting. His only intend was to end his life. Frank knew he'd lost the second he felt a canine rip open his jugular and his warm blood started flowing out with every fast fading heartbeat.

Shifting back, Frank tried to cover the wound, applying pressure. At the same time the other wolf released him and shifted too. No wonder I'm not match to this dude, he's a fucking SEAL, he realized with wide open eyes as he saw the familiar tattoos.

Adam pressed a finger into the wound, stalling the blood flow for only a little while.

"You know, you little piece of shit, I don't kill for fun nor joy, but when you touch a woman the way you lot did that irks me. What really pissed me off was that you were assaulting MY mate," he whispered in Frank's ear in a stone cold voice, devoid from any emotion.

Frank tried to reply but only some incoherent gurgles came out of his, now, blood filled mouth.

"Then you didn't even had the guts to stay and fight, but ran like the little scared dogs you all are. In any other fight I would finish you off fast, swift and clean. Merciful even. But not this time, you deserve every slow second of agony as the life slips from you and you realize what a piece of shit you have been," Adam ended his whisper, at the same time removing his finger.

The blood started pumping out faster with the pressure gone. Adam stood up and gazed at the man lying in front of him, clutching at his throat, fighting for every little breath he was still able to get. His attempts grew slower as the puddle of blood under him soiled the forest floor. Then his eyes glazed and simply stared at the clear sky above them.

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The two men followed Chris as he led them a bit further away. It wasn't long before the came upon the tied up wolf who was indeed coming to. Standing next to each other, they all looked down at the snarling beast. Chris crouched down and locked eyes.

"You have two options. First one is you shift and we'll redo your bindings and you'll answers our questions. Second option, hmm well, maybe there isn't a second option, you will tell us what we want to know, one way or the other. But let me introduce myself first. I'm Christopher Saint Ives – Whelan, the name ring a bell?" Chris told the squirming wolf in front of him.

Suddenly the wolf went quiet and still, acknowledging that he knew what that name meant.

"The other one is my brother Eamonn," Chris said, using Ed's birth name, "and a friend of ours Adam. I think you remember him, don't you? The one that kicked your butt a few days ago. Sounds familiar? Or need a reminder? So are you going to shift and answer a few questions?" he went on in a stern, emotionless tone.

The wolf whimpered and shifted to human form.

Chris nodded towards Adam, who immediately knew Chris wanted him to restrain the man so they could redo his bindings. Repositioned, he now sat with his back against the tree, hands tied behind him, legs bound around the knees and ankles.

"Ed, you want to start this?" Chris asked his brother.

"With pleasure," he answered as he turned to wolf. "Jack is your name if I remember correctly. Now tell me, is this the first time you've been in our territory without approval?"

Jack shook "no".

"The first time you took women?"

Again "no" was the reply.

"You think you can get away with this unharmed and unpunished?"

Jack whimpered.

"The cat got your tongue? Not feeling so brave now?" Ed went on.

"Let me tell you what you are going to do. You are going to tell us how long you've been trespassing on our land and territory and then you're going to tell me how many women your pack has kidnapped so far. You're going to tell me why. If you can answer all of these without us having to beat it out of you, then you'll be pretty much unharmed. Punishment will still be decided upon the Council. And guess who leads it? Our eldest brother Dominic, I'm sure you know him, right?"

"First question : from which pack are you?" Ed started asking.

"I'm from the MacLachlan pack," Jack stuttered.

Chris froze when he heard that name.

Handle this with care, brother. I think the shit is going to hit the fan. I will explain more later, Chris told his brother. Inwardly he cursed. Things couldn't get more complicated. He started wondering how mad Richard's father really was. Sending out his puppets to kidnap human females to keep his numbers up. It was outrageous. Then he wondered  how he was going to tell Mia and at the same time tried figuring out a way to tell Ed their involvement was far from over.

Chris saw the little nod his brother gave him, acknowledging his message.

"How long have your pack been coming to our territory?" Ed asked.

"Ten years."

"How often did you come?"

"Once a year."

"With how many?"

"Never more than three."

"How long did you stay?" Ed went on in a clipped voice.

"Never more than a week."

That could explain why their presence wasn't detected. Many people go missing throughout the year, two or three more aren't so easy to pick up on, sadly enough, Ed conferred with his brother.

Still doesn't explain why they were so close to your club. It's swarming with wolves, Chris replied.

"What  did you do to them, once you'd taken them?" Ed questioned Jack again.

"It's obvious what they did, Ed. Two of them are laying right over there and you know what they did to Bronwille," Adam jumped in the interrogation.

"I know, Adam, but I want to hear it from our little friend here," Ed intercepted his outburst. Focusing back on Jack, he simply tilted his head, indicating he was expecting an answer from him.

"I didn't touch the women, I'd only touch the one truly meant for me. Frank and Howie," Jack whispered as he shook his head, "They didn't care. I told them not too, that we're supposed to wait until we're back on pack land. We're only meant to retrieve a female, bring her back and turn her in front of everyone."

"And how did these two end up in this state?" Ed pressed on.

"I told them to leave those women alone, but they wouldn't have any of it. The night before we were supposed to take the last woman, Frank lured me away. When we returned I found them like this. Howie's twisted mind got the better of him and he had his kind of fun with both," Jack replied in shame.

"Fun?" Adam roared, "Their bruises and the bloody stains they both have, tell me another story. If what you lot tried to do to Bronwille is any indication, I can only imagine what that little bit of fun really was. They look beaten and seeing they're barely dressed you lot raped them as well." Adam was getting really angry again.

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