The Need To Rebuild [Stormwind]

All she did was give a small nod and she stayed curled up, sighing.

"Whatever the case, he generally treats everyone a little better after the first night." She continued, dusting off the chest of drawers against the wall.

She sighed and curled up on the bed with her back to Martha, staring down at her stomach.

Martha looked off to one side when Lexi confided in her. "You'll be treated far better now. He has to care for his pups. Children. Whatever you call them." She had no idea herself.

"Atleast you weren't raped..." She mumbled, hiding her face again, her shoulders trembling, "Lexi" She added quietly.

"It's not terrible here." She admitted, turning to face the other person in the room. "Martha." She introduced herself as she began to dust the drawers.

She glanced up slightly and she sighed, "I bet you feel lucky..." She mumbled quietly.

The door opened slowly, and a human girl in a maid's outfit strolled in. "Hello." She said quietly. She knew the distress the poor woman must be feeling, but didn't say anything else, preferring not to irritate her further.

"Not like I can stop anything from going on around here" She replied sarcastically, though her voice shook as she spoke.

As he walked down the hall, another knock cane at her door. "May I?" Asked a distinctly feminine voice.

She watched him and gave a whimper, trembling where she sat, putting her head on her knees and beginning to cry to herself.

If it's what is required, I'll do it.  He left the rolm after this reply.

She stared at him wide eyed as he signed, "But aren't werewolves half human? That would mean the next generation would be more human than wolf" She signed, curling up a bit more as she realized his intentions with her, just to breed her so he wouldn't be the last of his species.

I intend to give you the next generation of werewolves.  He signed out simply.  I am the last of my kind.

She let out a sigh, "'Suitable mate'? What do you mean? What am I supposed to do for a werewolf?" She asked while signing.

No, and yes.  He answered somewhat cryptically.  The girls are all still alive somewhere, either here or in another city with no memory.  Some work for me.  Inwas trying to find a suitable mate, but you were the first match.

"Do you know why?" She asked, signing with ease, then a second question came to mind, "And why do... What happened last night...? Has it been you taking all those girls?" She signed, looking to him.

He pinned his ears back before answering.  I am a werewolf, but most of the time I was in human form, normal.  Well, mostly.  He sighed himself as he set the board down for a momen, as if regretting that he had to use it.  But I've been in werewolf form for eight months and can't transform back.

"What do you mean 'stuck like this'?" She spoke and signed at the same time, watching him.

She raised a brow and spelt out what he was spelling out in her head.

He began to quickly point out objects and letters on the board, spelling something out for her.

She looked to him and gave a slight smile, though she was clearly still scared of him after the night before.

He would have smiled a bit if he could, but instead pointed to the board, where he'd drawn in a smile and a frown himself. Paws made it a bit harder to make sign symbols.

She watched him before softly nodding in understanding, telling him through sign language that she once had a deaf brother.