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Agony coursed through my body, settling as a beating, thriving creature deep inside my very bones.
It was the only feeling that I understood after the man first sank his teeth into my throat and tore.
It was the only thing I understood after the other wolves lurched forward and started tearing.
Skin and bone and blood and pain.
Tore and ripped and devoured and unmade me.
All I knew was pain.
All I knew was who I blamed.
Until they stopped. And waited. And waited.
And howled.
They unmade me.
They made me.
Welcome back Little Red.
Little Red. My name?
It is now. Okay.
My eyes opened and I saw more.
I saw all.
I saw the hunter and his axes and remembered that he left me.
I saw the village and the wall and remembered that they didn't warn me.
I remembered the pain and who was responsible.
I also saw the expectant smirk on the man above me. And I remembered what he said.
'For warming beds.'
Never
'Savage and twisted and evil.'
To make them all pay I will be savage and twisted and evil.
I felt myself smile as the man's smirk fell and he backed away. Good doggy.
It was my turn to lurch and his to scream. I tore and tore and tore until he was nothing.
I stood, dripping with blood, and I tipped my head back and laughed.
The Wolves all bowed.
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243 words
Edited 11-04-2020
This is a very short one but I promise then next one will be longer! I hope you enjoyed!
Happy reading,
Rayne x
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