Lewis sneered, "Zoram doesn't know the size of this pack. You have enough freaks here that one or two dead won't make a difference. Besides, you're wolves; I'll just say they attacked us and you had to be put down. Now, since you seem to be more interested in testing me, let me show you your test results."
He raised his index finger, extended his thumb, lowered his arm to point at a male kneeling with his family and lowered his thumb. The guard put his sidearm to the top of his head and shot. The man fell down over children. They began screaming as they stared at their dead father, blood seeping from the whole in his head. His wife began crying, her screams were muffled by the gag.
Lewis blew imaginary smoke away from his finger and sneered at Natalya, "Ah, too bad. Looks like daddy won't be at junior's baseball games." He laughs maniacally as he walks back to her. He puts an arm on Jaxek's and looks Natalya in the eyes, "So," he raises his eyebrows in enjoyment, "who's next?"
Tyr's head began rolling about, coming closer to full awareness. Adam began growling again, hoping Tyr would hear.
((Remember Myth, you're controlling your father, so he might be interested in Tyr waking as well. Or even his reactions to Natalya's pain; or his reaction to his pack being forced into this position. Just a thought.
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