Rated M for possible mature content including sex, violence, language, graphic situations, and drug use.
The town was a buzz, not in a good way either. Women were wailing, men yelling, and children trying to understand what had happened.
"They put out a sacrafice!" A man yelled over the ever growing crowd around the small cabin on the outskirts of town. His stomach twisting at the sight of the mauled bodies strewn throughout the house. A whole family, slaughtered.
"We all put out sacrifices!" A woman belted back her face red with anger. "What is the point if it'll just help itself anyway!"
A silence washed over the crowd before murmurs rose up like a stream picking up speed. A small girl, no more than 12, walked into the town. Her leather skirt reached her moccasin clad feet. She had on a blue blouse that reached her wrists. She carried two baskets as she walked, her eyes not meeting those of anyone as she headed towards the market.
"It took a whole family of ours," a voice snapped.
"She's a child!" A woman gasped.
"She is a child of the beast!" A man growled back. "Let it come for her! We can set a trap, kill it once and for all."
The girl wasn't aware of the intentions of the townsfolk that were starting to follow her. She kept her eyes forward as to not make eye contact, to avoid confrontation. Today that would not be possible though.
Once she reached the marketplace she was on edge, fear coursing through her at the realization that nearly the whole town was following her. She could smell the remnants of the werewolf. Where he had ventured through the town.
"The pillory!" Someone shouted behind her before rough hands grabbed her arms causing her to drop the basket. If she was able to scream she would have.
Alpha!! she screeched in her head. Though she knew she was too far away to be heard. They dragged her to the pilloried locking in her arms and neck. Her wolf begged to get out. Begged to defend her, but she couldn't break the rules alpha laid out. She must not shift, not unless her life was threatened. And at the moment they were not wanting to kill her.
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