Melody
“Time for your physicals ladies,” the hunter stated as he came down the stairs, “Shall we start with the youngest first?”
I couldn’t contain the growl that erupted from me, “Don’t touch her.”
“Oooh, did you hear that, Buck?” the hunter called out to his friend, “Sounds a little like a threat to me. Better bring out the happy green syringe.”
“My pleasure, Rick,” I could hear the smirk in his voice. The pleasure of what they were about to do. “Who’s the lucky lady?”
“The daughter,” answered the hunter named Rick as he watched my face for a reaction, “Do it slowly so I can enjoy watching her mother’s pain as she realises, she’s the reason this happened.”
“She’s not my mother,” my daughter snarled, and I felt a piece of my heart breaking.
“They don’t care about the fact I already
