Hey you guys! I love all of the feedback i've been getting, and i've gotten a couple of reviews concerning Hermione's strength, but don't worry! All will fall into place. This is only the beginning. Enjoy!
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She bit his strong arm, and kicked her tiny feet with all of her might, but the wolf refused to release her. "Nami, come," Fenrir barked at a young woman. Hermione's mind was spinning. 'What's with this guy?' "Might need to throw him a bone," she muttered under her breath. she startled when he whispered into her ear. "Only if you're offering your own, bitch." With that said, he dragged her to the biggest tent, the Nami girl following.
"Bathe her and make her presentable." Fenrir sneered at the sight of the dirty witch. The leaves and twigs stuck out of the tangled, bushy hair and made the mudblood look as if she had been ravished on the forest floor. He hated what her scent did to him. Letting out a final order, he stalked out of the large tent.
"Escape, and it will be on her life." Hermione may have wanted her freedom, but never at the risk of someone else's life, especially one so young. Nami looked to be only 16, with black silk hair and hazel eyes. The girl was very beautiful and Hermione shifted at the thought of the filth she resided in. "Please follow me," Nami spoke quietly. Hermione was led to a bathtub the size of the one that belonged to the prefect's bathroom in Hogwarts. Her heart ached at the thought of her friends. 'I miss Harry and Ron and Ginny and everyone.' Tears clouded her vision and she didn't see the younger girl's nose crinkle and the smell of salt. With dirt smudged hands, Hermione cleared the salt from her face and she stepped into the large tub. She had finally made up her mind. 'If I can't find my way out of here, then i'll have to make due.'
The bath release all of the tension that had been building up since her kidnapping. Her water drenched shoulders rolled and she straightened up. Hermione's brain was actively working and she resolved that eventually she would leave the forest, whether or not it would be soon, was unknown. She was done feeling sorry for herself. It was time to show the wolf who he had decided to mess with. Gryffindor she may be, but the Slytherin was escaping it's internal confines.
Nami was confused. The woman that her Alpha had brought to his tent seemed broken. Dirt covered her head to toe and her clothing was torn in several places. Those would have to be replaced. When Nami took a closer look at the clothes, she noticed that they were muggle wear. 'What would Alpha want with a muggle?' She bathed the other woman as ordered and gave her a dress to wear that would show her standing in the pack. Brown for the woman that was obviously low ranked. She noticed that the female's posture had changed since her arrival. Pale shoulders were not slumped anymore, instead they straighted, which improved her posture immensley, and her back erected as a result. Curls of honey cascaded around a face of plain beauty and fire shown in golden eyes. The older woman's chin was raised and Nami noticed how the air of magic seemed to crackle. She was mistaken when she thought the woman to be muggle, for she was very powerful. Bowing slightly to the now clean woman, she left the bathroom to let her dress. "She is ready, Alpha."
When the mudblood came out of his tent, feet bare and a drab brown dress hanging off of her form, he approved. For now, her place would be beneath even the lowest in his pack, for she still needed to learn. "Come, girl." Fenrir grinned his fangs at the fire that consumed his witch's eyes. Good, he wanted her mad, for she would need all of the willpower for the meeting. "Tarnu," he called to his Beta. "We will begin the meeting now." The alpha watched as the leaders of each household in his pack took their place before him. "This pretty little mudblood is my new pet, and future mate, Hermione. Treat her with all of the respect that you present to me." Protests rang out from the lower wolves. The men were against the Alpha taking a mate that was beneath them, while the women hated the thought of bowing to a mudblood. "Surely a better choice could be made, my Alpha?" His Beta ried reasoning with him, but his wolf took over quickly. "Are you going against my judgement?!" Fenrir could handle the protests that rose from the mudblood, as she was magically held into place, but his pack knew better than to defy him. The pack knelt to their knees with their eyes downcast and necks bared. "This is over," he barked.
'Mate, his future mate... What does that even mean?' Hermione couldn't comprehend the words that came out of the wolf's mouth, his fangs closing on each word. She let out a string of curse words, but their were drowned by the yelling of the people that stood before the head wolf. 'Seems that they aren't too happy with the thought either.' When she felt as if she was going to run from the glares and snarls that were sent her way, the criminal magicked her to the ground that she was seated on. Hermione struggled to no avail. 'How should i kill him?' Her thoughts were interrupted by her arm being jerked up by Fenrir. "Why are they all on the ground?" He refused to give her an answer, merely snarled and dragged her to his tent. 'Great, just great.'
So there is Chapter 4! Updated fast enough? :) Lemme know your thoughts!
