Endangered Species
Nuts

I didn’t think about my actions. I reacted.

Knee, meet balls.

“Fucking PERVERT,” I yelled as I pushed him away. I’d nailed him so good that his legs didn’t work, and his hands went right to his injured nuts. He fell back in slow motion, like an old-growth cedar falling to the lumberjack’s saw. He hit with a thud, and I allowed myself a smirk in victory.

Then his friends reacted. As Ron White said, “I didn’t know how many of them it would take to kick my ass, but I knew how many they planned to use.” The one to my left hit me in the stomach, knocking my breath out, while the one on the right caught me by the neck. He started to lift me off the ground as I fought to catch a breath.

“NO!” The man on the floor yelled, and the naked man holding me froze just before he could slam my head into the wall. “Release her.”

He let go, and I dropped the eighteen inches to the floor. I landed awkwardly, and the back of my head banged against the concrete wall. I ended up on my ass, my head spinning. I shook it and looked at the men again as I pushed myself back until I could sit against the wall.

The two men saw the throbbing erection of the man who sniffed me and backed off. They dropped to their knees, angling their heads to expose their necks with their eyes closed. “My apologies, Alpha. I did not realize.” The other man was shaking. Both looked like they were waiting for an execution.

The big man stood up again, uncaring of his nudity or excitement. “Leave us. I will deal with you later,” he ordered. The men scampered away in seconds. Everyone in the room, humans included, was staring at us in fear or anticipation. He turned his attention back to me as I tried scooting away. It didn’t work, as the girls on my sides were too frighted to move out of the way. “You’re hurt,” he said softly. His eyes looked into mine; I shook my head again to clear the fog. He reached out slowly and turned my chin aside, noting the scabs from her claws. “WHO DID THIS TO HER?”

Delta Betty came forward immediately, kneeling before him with her neck exposed. “I did, Alpha. I apologize for hurting your mate.”

Mate? MATE? What the fuck? This walking nightmare thought I was his? Fuck that!

“Why?”

“She refused to lower her eyes to me, Alpha. She was newly captured and combative to me. I lifted her by the neck with one hand, and still, she refused to look down. It wasn’t until my claws entered her skin that she accepted her place.”

The Alpha looked at her, then looked at me. He looked at me from head to toe as I tried to look brave, pushing myself up the wall until I stood eyes-to-bare-chest with him. “I suppose it would be too much to ask of the Goddess Luna to give me a compliant werewolf mate.”

I rolled my eyes. The Alpha was a cocky little shit. “You can replace another, as I’m not compliant or submissive, and I don’t want anything to do with you. Talk to your Goddess about picking someone else.”

He chuckled. “The Moon Goddess doesn’t make mistakes.”

“I’m shocked anyone believes a monster like you deserves to procreate,” I replied. “How many people have you killed in taking over this base? Hundreds? Thousands?”

His big hand grabbed my chin like I was an unruly child. “You breeders are all that remain,” he admitted. “You are still alive. Don’t lose that by thinking you can speak that way to me, mate.”

“I will NEVER be (mmph).” He covered my mouth with his hand before I could tell the Alpha what I thought of being his mate. I opened my mouth wide, thinking I’d bite his hand to make him release me.

Delta Betty warned me to stop. “If you bite him, you claim him as your mate, Breeder. He’s ready to take you right here in front of everyone if you accept him.”

I froze, not wanting that to occur. That cock of his was still waving around in front of my stomach.

He let me go. “I need to eat and get back out there. Delta, take her to my quarters. Ensure she is bathed, fed, and prepared for my return tonight.”

“Yes, Alpha,” she said with a smile.

He turned and walked towards a table at the front while Delta Betty took me by the arm. “Come on,” she told me. The other new breeders watched with wide eyes as she led me away.

“What about them,” I asked?

“There’s nothing you can do about them,” she replied. She led me through a maze of rooms to a door marked “BERTHING AREA 1.” We walked down the long hallway, passing marked doors on each side until we reached the end. The bedrooms got bigger as we walked because the doors were farther apart. Delta Betty opened the door to a luxuriously-appointed bedroom, with a large marble bathroom and a small sitting area with a dining table. “This is the Alpha’s quarters,” Betty told me. “Wait here.” She walked through the room, removing anything that might be useful as a weapon. Scissors, knives, razor blades, it all went into a bag before she returned to me. “You stink. You know how to take a Navy shower?” I nodded; it was one of the first things you learned on a submarine. If you took a long shower on a sub, you’d end up monitoring the distilling plant for six hours while learning how precious water was. “Give me your scrubs and get in there. I’ll have your food and clothes brought here.”

I could have fought her, but I wanted the shower and time to think. I handed over my clothes and walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. There were clean towels and a washcloth on the rack; I took the washcloth into the limestone-tiled shower and turned on the water. I got my hair and body wet, then turned it off. The shampoo was unscented, as was the soap, but they worked. I turned the water on long enough to rinse myself clean, then reached for the towel. I felt much better now.

Betty entered the bathroom with a pink razor and shaving cream. “Sit up here and remain still,” she told me. The razor removed all hair below my neck.

“You’d think werewolves wouldn’t mind a little body hair,” I quipped as she rinsed me off.

“You’d think humans would know enough to remain quiet when their life is in the balance,” Betty replied.

“That’s not my style.”

She let out a cruel smile of her own. “I think I will enjoy watching the Alpha break you,” she said. “He deserves better than you. I don’t think a human is strong enough to rule by his side.”

“I have no interest in the Alpha or ruling by his side,” I said. “If you want him, you can have him.”

She left the shaving cream in the medicine cabinet. “Don’t be so quick to reject the Alpha. Rejection is final; it destroys the bond the Goddess placed between you. If you reject him, there is no reason to keep you alive.”

Wonderful.

It was then I realized what was happening. Betty was in charge of preparing me for my wedding night. After the cleaning and the food, she’d display me for him like Ann Darrow to King Kong.

I didn’t want that scary man as a mate. Would the Alpha and his Pack listen?

No, they wouldn’t.

They didn’t listen to anyone or anything. The werewolves were a law unto themselves, and humans had no rights in their world.

The Alpha wanted me, and that was enough. He would rape me tonight to make me his.