Jason's POV
"Jason, there are times when I don't particularly like you either." Ryland made fun. But it always seems to brighten my day to catch you in these types of circumstances. He chuckled.
"You've never caught me in a situation like this before," As I carefully placed Megan on the ground, making sure her legs could support her, I reminded him of this. When I caught a glimpse of him, he seemed to shrug.
Anyhow, he began, kicking a stray pebble out of his foot. "Your presence is required," my trackers said after calling off a meeting. I nodded at him and waited for him to go away, but he didn't even get up. "Seeing you guys get it on was fun, but my friend, seeing you naked would be a sight for sore eyes."
"Oh, really?" I rolled my eyes and put him to the test. What happened then?
You "don't dare speak of it?" His face was as red as his hair when he snapped. "There was once"
"You still seemed to be enjoying yourself and what you saw." I returned my focus to Megan. Will you be OK while I'm away?
"Yeah." I could still hear her gasping for air, and I could hear her heart thumping in her chest.
"Alright." She had an untidy, loose ponytail, so I tucked a stray hair behind her ear. "But you had better eat a big lunch."
"So what is this meeting all about?" As I pushed the door open, I questioned.
"When Gordon arrived here, I sent some of my best trackers out to follow him." He followed closely behind me as we ascended the stairs. "They arrived at their campground by following their odors all the way there. I instructed them to stay put and gather as much knowledge as they could. They only recently made a reappearance.
"Smart, but very risky. If they had been seen, they may have been quickly identified and outnumbered.
However, as you can see, they weren't. You only consider the negative aspects of situations.
"No, I always consider all potential outcomes," I informed him of the error and took a seat at my desk. Including me and Ryland, there were only two other males in the room.
"Sir, their camp is in the unclaimed territory, about twenty miles north of here." One of them started to talk. "Whenever they go hunting, they generally go in big groups and always proceed West. They have a sizable number, but between our packs, we have dozens of them.
Nevertheless, have you ever seen them fight? What does their training seem like?
"The bulk of them are capable of fighting, but not very well. Since they haven't been in contact with their wolf in a while, the majority are young and not yet at their strongest. They are savages; they are.
How would you put it? How did you see that? Ryland intervened after seeing his pack members' suffering.
"They're awful," As the other strains to speak, the second guy spits out. They are abhorrent and inhumane.
"Yes, I understand that," I said, without expecting any fresh knowledge from their cruelness. But until you explain, I don't grasp what they are doing.
"They are chaining up women." Finally, the first guy to speak stated. Their necks are shackled to rocks and trees, and they are entirely restrained, unable to move their hands or feet. His Adam's apple rose and fell as he violently gulped. "They constantly rape them. From what we could see, they were covered with blood and bruises. He shook his head since he was at a loss for words.
Some of them had passed away. The moment I spoke those words, my throat tightened. They just left them there without even trying to free them or bury them.
I said, "Thank you." I croaked, clearing my throat, and then I continued. You have been fired.
I sat back in my chair in great shock as I sat there in complete stillness. Never in my life had I heard someone treat another person with such indifference. My gut turned at the notion of them defiling women whenever they pleased and disposing of them without a decent burial.
"Isn't that what happened?" Ryland questioned while placing his hand on my shoulder; his firm hold gave me some measure of solace. "Megan suffered what occurred there."
The contents of my stomach came back to my mouth as I saw Megan lying there, nude and defenseless while they violated her. I had to drink them down against my will since my throat was burning.
"I-I'm not sure,"
Megan's POV
Before I saw Jason once again, it was already becoming dark. Kai hurried down the stairs and exited the door, slamming it close behind him, as I was having supper with him. His hand was squeezed so tightly that his knuckles became white, and he was moving extremely swiftly with his mouth clenched.
"If I were you, I would go check on him." Kai aimed her knife towards the entrance. I don't recall him being this furious in a while.
I hesitantly said, "I-I don't know if that's such a good idea." My hands shook at the thought of being near him while he was this enraged. Before grabbing my trembling hands in her own, Kai sighed next to me.
Meg, we've discussed this before. He hasn't struck you yet and won't strike you ever. I guarantee that he won't ever raise his hand to you, even if he yells or throws anything.
I followed her advice and left the home while seeing his big form crash into the forest. As I followed him, I hoped that he would let out some steam before we made direct contact. He left the door open as if he knew I was following him as he entered his house, which I saw from a distance.
I discreetly shut the door after crossing the doorway. I could make out his body stooped down on the sofa with his head in his hands as I peered over the wall. I moved nearer to him and sat on the side of the sofa he was on after seeing that he had calmed down.
Saying "I'm sorry." He muttered while firmly holding onto his hair. "I'm so sorry if I scared you." His grasp loosened somewhat as I slid over and uncurled his finger from his hair, entwining it with mine.
It's OK. I offered him a flimsy grin. You weren't intending to.
After that, he didn't say anything, but I could know he was upset because I could feel his hands trembling in mine and saw his foot hopping on the ground. I refrained from speaking since I didn't want to annoy him. His hands released mine, then encircled my waist, slid me into his lap, and let his headland on top of mine.
I apologize for bringing this up once again, but what did they do to you?
Why do you say that? I enquired, perplexed. "I have already told you."
He stopped and said, "Did they," assuring me as he did so by taking a big breath. Has anybody ever touched you?
I'm not sure what you mean, I'm sorry.
Were you ever raped by them? His calm yet forceful speech came out of his lips.
"No! The one thing he didn't do to us was that, so no. Then he had his dogs, and then he had his combatants. He sighed deeply, and his body relaxed under mine.
Just so you know, if he had, I wouldn't have been upset with you. Simply said, I'm glad he didn't. My eyes were falling as I nodded my head in his direction. My head shook with a seductive giggle that made me feel even more at ease.
"Let's get some rest."