The leading wolf man turned with a snarl, glaring at the petrified girl and snapping at her with what had to be a terrifying bark. The girl behind her gave her a push, and she stumbled forth to be dragged along toward the waiting knights. Together they shuffled toward their buyers, the chains joining their bracelets together reinforcing the defeat upon their faces with each step they took.
A sly grin managed to sneak up on Pretayus' face as his customers took to inspecting the goods, carefully groping their breasts, eyeing their faces, running hands along their curves. There was a deal of satisfaction to be had when the women did not even look up from the ground. Their eyes remained fixed on their feet, heads leaned forward as if weights were hung off their brows. When addressed, they sim
