KING
Blood curdling screams echoed like vile daggers through the night sky, piercing the thin veil of peace with shouts of pain.
The final cry of anguish lashed out, agony cracking like a whip as the last female was branded with a faint crackle of iron and flesh.
-And that was it. With the fading scent of burnt flesh diffusing into the crisp night air, we were branded as one.
There was a brief moment of silence before the atmosphere erupted with shrieks and yips. Heads tilted back to the moon to sing their praises to the gods.
Pack members screeched and embraced one another, some looking far more joyful than others. The ones looking decidedly less so were the females native to this land, pressured under a rule they didn't want, forced to mate men they couldn't stand.
We all had sac
