Sara couldn't believe her sister and brothers-in-law had left her alone with the two huge handsome werewolves. What was up with that? She was so furious about being dragged from her cabin by the two of them. They pounded on her door and then to top it off they had tried to take her back to their cabin, without her okay.

Now she was at their mercy. The huge man behind her had pinned her arms to her sides, and lifted her feet from the ground as he stood up straight so her feet were dangling in the air.

"Put me down you asshole. What do you think you're doing?" Sara screeched as she tried to use her legs by bending her knees and kicking the brute's knees with her bare feet. All she ended up doing was hurting her feet in the process.

The werewolf in front of her moved in close. He tried to keep her flailing legs from kicking his groin when he captured her ankles.

"Stop it. You are going to hurt yourself if you don't stop that honey," the brute who held her ankles warned.

"I'm not your honey and nobody tells me what to do. Asshole." Sara yelled at the top of her voice.

"Now that's no way for a lady to talk," the male rebuked and held her more firmly from behind.

"Who said I was a lady?" The two men holding her started laughing at how she had inadvertently insulted herself. I... I mean.. shit." She cursed frustrated at her verbal slip. Sara hated when she did that.

The man in front of her let her legs drop down so they were dangling again. The male behind her adjusted her body so she was hanging up over his shoulder before she could blink.

"What are you doing? Where are you taking me? Put me down, please." Sara screeched even louder.

"Calm down little lady, we are not going to hurt you. We just want to talk to you," said the man carrying her.

"Yeah, as if I've never heard that before," Sara yelled from her upside position. She used her fists punching and slapping anywhere she could reach. When that didn't work she opened her mouth and bit down with everything she had. She latched onto his skin through his T-shirt and wouldn't let go. Damn him. It didn't even seem to phase the big brute in the least. She let go of the hold she had with her mouth when her jaw began to ache.

They took her to another cabin. They closed and locked the door behind them. The man holding her eased her down from his shoulder, and placed her gently on the sofa. Both the men sat down next to her, their thighs touched her bare legs; they caged her so she had no way to escape.

"What is your name little lady?" the man to her left asked.