Faite Books 1-3 Bundle by Mary E. Twomey

Author:Mary E. Twomey [Twomey, Mary E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mary E. Twomey, LLC

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The Gévaudan Pups

Bayard’s footsteps roused one of the pups as he stepped into the nest of branches, bramble and feathers, and I heard a distinct whine for his mama. My heart pulled inside my chest, desperation rising up as words deserted me. “Where’s mama?” one of the pups said. “Who…”

It was too much. I broke out of the obedient hold I had on myself and bolted to the nest, reaching the pups too late. Draper and Bayard acted quick. They were pulling their bloody swords from the pups, one by one. The last baby started howling, giving away our location and our dark deed.

I hopped over the edge and threw myself into the nest, shielding the only live pup that was left. Though he was a baby, he was as big as a Shetland pony, and looked sort of like a wolf mixed with a fox. “No! I can hear them! They’re just babies, and you’re murdering them in their sleep!” The pup in my arms howled as I tried to remove him from his brothers and sisters, who were bleeding out in the nest. He was so heavy and large; I couldn’t get him to budge, frozen in his fear as he was.

Draper had his arms raised to calm me down. “Rosie, be reasonable. This is their size as babies. Fully grown? You have no idea the damage they can do.”

“But I can hear them! You all said they were monsters, not animals, and that I wouldn’t be able to hear them, but I can! They’re crying for their mama while they die!” I glared at Draper. “Don’t you know what it’s like to cry for your mama? Is that what you want to do to another living being that has feelings and sentient thoughts?”

Pain pulled at Draper’s wide mouth, tugging the corners downward. “It has to be done, pumpkin.”

Bayard stepped on the freshly dead bodies to get to my wolf puppy, so I laid on top of the baby, shielding him as best I could. I heard a stream of confusion, fear and boiling anger rising up in the baby’s conflicting thoughts, so I ran my fingers down his side, feeling the soft brown hair that was several inches long, and thicker than your average fur coat. “It’s okay, sweetheart. I’ve got you. You can stay with me.” He was just starting to calm, but then howled when Bayard gripped my hair and ripped me up, leaving the pup exposed. There was a quick flash of the sword, and it plunged downward into the baby’s chest. Bayard pulled it out coated in thick red goo.

My mouth fell open, gearing up to let out a scream that started in my toes and echoed up my body. Draper’s palm cupped my mouth, trapping the sound inside. He pulled me backwards out of the nest and lowered me to the ground, holding me to his side as we knelt by the nest until my muffled scream dissolved into bitter sobs. “How could you do that to a baby?” I accused, horrified.

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