A loud bang woke her as the wheels of the truck went over a pothole in the road below. Leoni opened her eyes and reached her hand to her thumping head to find to her horror that her hands were cuffed and chained to the wall of the truck. She briefly thought that at least the cuffs weren’t made of silver as that would Really be a bitch and would’ve been burning her skin.
Shaking her head in an attempt to clear it she assessed her surroundings. Another bump in the road made her groan as her body hit the cold, hard side of the vehicle. She wasn’t alone in the back of the truck - there were 3 other girls with her. All of them were scantily clad - Leoni noted the skimpy silk chemise she was wearing with only some kind of small knickers underneath... no bra. Her long golden hair was unbraided and must’ve looked rather untamed hanging down over her chest and back. She seemed to not to be able to remember much about anything at that moment but she knew her name and she had the distinct impression that this outfit was not one of her choosing. Even her wolf Storm seemed confused about where they were and what was going on.
Looking at the other girls, who sat in silence either looking at the ground or weeping, Leoni formed the idea that they were all headed somewhere and it wasn’t a happy destination. Deciding to speak to the nearest of her travel companions she said-
“Uh, do you know where we are going and who has put these chains on us?”
The girl lifted her head - she looked around 18 or 19, the same age as Leoni.
“You’ve been unconscious, they carried you in. They capture rogue she-wolves and steal away unmated girls from packs...” she sniffed, speaking in a very quiet tone.
“Who does? And why? What are they planning on doing with us?” I had a rising sense of unease about this situation and it seemed to grow with every minute that passed as my foggy head cleared.
“They... are going to... sell us. To the highest bidder...” she whispered - clearly terrified.
“As pack slaves? To clean and cook? That’s against the law- the Wolf Council wouldn’t allow it!”
“If you are lucky... the men were joking together earlier... they said they had special plans for us... I’m scared. They lifted me from my pack and have had me locked up in some dark place for days now... I just want to go home.”
“Try to stay strong... maybe we have got the wrong idea here and it isn’t as bad as it seems...”
The girl looked at my with doleful eyes that had all but given up hope.
“What’s your name?” I asked her.
“Charity... I’m from the Haze Moon Pack in the West...”
“Hi Charity... I’m sorry to meet you under such... horrendous circumstances... I’m Leoni... I’m having difficulty remembering anything else about myself right now to be honest... maybe I got a bang on the head...”
Just then the truck seemed to slow and the wheels came to a stop. There were doors slamming at the front of the vehicle and heavy footsteps moving towards the doors to the back. The four of us stared at the large metal doors with a sense of trepidation... and all too soon they opened and a large werewolf with an imposing aura and a nasty grin on his face looked in at us.
“Well ladies... we have arrived... I hope you are ready to dance as the boys are waiting for you and a whiff of your little pussies...”
