{"id":564,"date":"2016-09-17T10:11:46","date_gmt":"2016-09-17T17:11:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.hidden-shelf.com\/?p=564"},"modified":"2016-09-17T10:11:46","modified_gmt":"2016-09-17T17:11:46","slug":"rgonewild-dominant","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hidden-shelf.com\/?p=564","title":{"rendered":"\/r\/gonewild – Dominant"},"content":{"rendered":"

Re-posting the four stories from \/r\/gonewild separately.<\/em><\/p>\n

A submissive, abused young woman posts a secret photo on an entirely different \/r\/gonewild subreddit. \u00a0When the mod replied that he likes his women wild, she finds herself changing to suit and becoming more dominant.<\/em><\/p>\n

Warning<\/strong><\/em>: Contains brief instances of abuse.<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n

“Hey, you going to start dinner or what?” \u00a0Brian asked his wife, his eyes focused on the TV. \u00a0He held a PS4 controller as his eyes flicked around the screen, watching everything. \u00a0“I’m getting hungry.”<\/span><\/p>\n

Brian’s wife, Ashley, looked up from her book. \u00a0“It’s early, isn’t it? \u00a0I thought I’d just finish this chapter and-“<\/span><\/p>\n

“I’m hungry,” Brian said without turning to look at her. \u00a0“Goddammit! \u00a0I shot that fucker!”<\/span><\/p>\n

“Okay, but-“<\/span><\/p>\n

“I’m. \u00a0Hungry.” Brian said, his voice dropping. \u00a0Finally, he looked at his wife and she lowered her eyes. Ashley knew that tone and she could feel the faded bruise on her hip still aching from the last time she hesitated too long.<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

“Okay,” she told him quickly with a nervous laugh. \u00a0“I’ll get it started. \u00a0Let me just change my clothes and I’ll get it going. \u00a0Do- do you want chicken? \u00a0Baked chicken and I think I have some asparagus from-“<\/span><\/p>\n

“Steak,” Brian said dismissively. \u00a0“And just some potato chips. \u00a0Grab me a beer before you start. \u00a0I’m thirsty.”<\/span><\/p>\n

Ashley put her book away and stood, waiting until she thought her husband’s character was in a safe spot before she stepped in front of the screen. \u00a0She grabbed a cold beer from the fridge and handed it to her husband.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Just put it down, stupid,” Brian said. \u00a0“I can’t fucking hold a beer and the controller at the same time, can I? \u00a0Idiot.”<\/span><\/p>\n

“N- no, I guess not,” Ashley said. \u00a0Her hand trembled as she set the beer on a coaster next to him.<\/span><\/p>\n

They’d moved for his job, to the other side of the country and she’d lost all her friends and her family in the move. \u00a0She had nothing and no job and couldn’t get away from him. \u00a0Worse, she knew nobody would want her. \u00a0She <\/span>was<\/i><\/b> stupid. \u00a0And useless. \u00a0She couldn’t even get a job. \u00a0If she left him, she’d end up on the street or worse. \u00a0And her family wouldn’t take her back. \u00a0Brian told her all the time how much of a drag she’d been on them and how happy they were that they were moving. \u00a0And as long as she did what Brian wanted, he was nice to her. \u00a0He <\/span>was<\/i><\/b>.<\/span><\/p>\n

Ashley grabbed her phone and went into their bedroom. \u00a0She closed her door quietly and listened for a moment, making sure her husband was engrossed in his video game. \u00a0One night, after he’d left to go drinking with his friends, she’d used the computer and found him logged into a pornographic website. \u00a0She clicked on one of the links out of curiosity and was soon clicking on more. \u00a0All of them were women sharing nude pictures of themselves and sometimes with their boyfriends or girlfriends or threesomes and more.<\/span><\/p>\n

She’d been fascinated. \u00a0These women looked so <\/span>good<\/span><\/i>. \u00a0Some of them smiling happily while others made sexy faces that had her feeling flushed. \u00a0She imagined how free it must feel, and sexy, to just take a picture of yourself and share. \u00a0Something secret. \u00a0Something hidden. \u00a0Something only for yourself or your boyfriend and share it for the world. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

That night, she’d learned how to make her own account and how to browse anonymously. \u00a0She’d taken a single, dark picture of her vagina and shared it. \u00a0And then immediately deleted her account from the sudden, nervous fear that almost made her throw up. \u00a0But, the thought was stuck with her and a few days later, she made another account and shared again. \u00a0This time, she didn’t delete the account and, instead, felt the thrill as people commented on how hot her picture was. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Every so often, she’d take more pictures and share. \u00a0Never anything that showed her face or anything identifying. \u00a0Just a picture of her ass or boobs or nipples or vagina. \u00a0Once she took a picture of her lips but she deleted the picture after the first comment, without reading it.<\/span><\/p>\n

She stood there now in the darkened bedroom, listening to her husband play his game. \u00a0Ashley loaded up the website in a private browsing tab. \u00a0She tapped past the new screen that popped up and clicked a small title for the picture she was about to take. \u00a0Quickly, while still listening for her husband, she pushed down her panties and sweatpants and angled her photo. \u00a0The camera clicked and she felt her heart racing as she posted the picture.<\/span><\/p>\n

—–<\/span><\/p>\n

Ashley hummed quietly to the background of swelling music and gunfire from her husband’s video game. \u00a0He was on a headset now, laughing and yelling at his friends as they played together. \u00a0She loved when he put the headphones on because it meant she could make a little noise without worrying about him yelling at her. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

She tenderized the steaks, rubbing them down with her own special rub of salt and spices. \u00a0The smell of the meat wafted up to her and her stomach rumbled. \u00a0She felt her mouth water at the sharp coppery scent of raw, bloody meat. \u00a0She hadn’t realized how hungry she was but now felt like she was starving. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Oven at 475, almost warmed up,<\/span><\/i> She thought to herself, mentally going through the steps she needed for dinner. \u00a0It was simple but she knew how stupid and forgetful she was and she didn’t want Brian to have an excuse to hit her again. \u00a0Ashley growled as she recounted the steps. \u00a0Reaching up, she cleaned her bloody fingers off slowly, one at a time with her tongue, sucking on each finger until they were entirely clean. \u00a0<\/span>Sear each side of the steak and-<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

“Goddammit!” Brian yelled from the other room.<\/span><\/p>\n

Ashley hunched her shoulders and laughed nervously. \u00a0Her lips pulled back as she bared her teeth to expose canines slowly lengthening in her jaw. \u00a0She lapped at her face with a tongue longer than it should be, licking anxiously at the traces of blood near her lips. \u00a0Between her thighs, she felt a slow, dull pulsing that made her squirm. \u00a0She ignored it, as she often ignored her own sex drive the rare times she felt horny. \u00a0She never dared to initiate and her husband took her when he wanted and then only sporadically.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Hold the goddamn control point, you fucking moron!” Brian continued to yell.<\/span><\/p>\n

Breathing a sigh of relief, Ashley fought an odd urge to drop to all fours just as something twitched in her tailbone. \u00a0The young woman went to grab a pan from the shelf but then stopped, glancing towards the living room. \u00a0Her husband was lost in his game, yelling at his fireteam and ignoring her completely. \u00a0Quickly, she woke her phone, pulled up an anonymous browsing tab and logged in to see if there were any comments on her picture. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

She rarely looked back at what she posted but, sometimes – sometimes she checked. \u00a0There was a single comment, the user’s name highlighted in green. \u00a0That meant a moderator but she didn’t recognize the name. \u00a0She read the comment quickly: <\/span>Such a bare little pussy. \u00a0I like my women a little more rough.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Ashley’s eyes flicked up at her posted picture and she growled low in her throat. \u00a0<\/span>Someone changed the picture!<\/span><\/i> \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Her husband liked her to shave herself bare. \u00a0She hated the bumps and burns afterwards but he always wanted her smooth. \u00a0“His naughty little girl” he always called her. \u00a0The posted picture was bare like she was but the clit was engorged to a ridiculous degree. \u00a0It was thick and bulging, the hood pulled far back. \u00a0The slick, pink clit was nearly the size of the tip of her pinky finger.<\/span><\/p>\n

And yet, there was a mole on the mound above that huge clit. \u00a0A mole just like she had.<\/span><\/p>\n

Ashley killed the tab and licked her lips, showing her sharp fangs briefly. \u00a0She glanced at her husband and then ran to the back of the kitchen so he couldn’t see her. \u00a0Once there, she carefully pulled her pants down to look at herself.<\/span><\/p>\n

Her clit was swollen and angry and red. \u00a0Ashley dropped to her knees with a nervous chuckling laugh. \u00a0Her ears strained against her head and she licked her lips. \u00a0Again, she looked down. \u00a0It wasn’t nearly as bad as what was shown in the picture but, as she watched, the hood over her clit slid back, unable to contain the erect, growing clit. \u00a0Her free hand trembled as she slowly reached to touch herself.<\/span><\/p>\n

“I need another beer!” Brian yelled.<\/span><\/p>\n

Ashley fell to hands and knees and small hairs sprouted from the back of her neck, standing on end. \u00a0She bared her teeth as a wave of anger rushed through her body. \u00a0She growled, her eyes flashing. \u00a0Gold flecks appeared in the light green of her eyes. \u00a0The young woman shook her entire body and pulled herself up on shaky legs. \u00a0She hissed as her thighs rubbed briefly against her clit.<\/span><\/p>\n

Light hair pushed through the skin of her mound in a soft patch of fur. \u00a0She stalked to the fridge, opened it and grabbed a beer. \u00a0The cold can felt amazing on her hot skin and she could taste the metal of the can at the back of her throat. \u00a0Beyond that, the smell of the steak sitting on the counter made her stomach rumble again.<\/span><\/p>\n

“I said I need another goddamn beer!” \u00a0Brian yelled again.<\/span><\/p>\n

Ashley growled again as hot anger boiled in her stomach. \u00a0She fought it, feeling her old doubt and fears clash with the hormones flooding her body. \u00a0Her hand tightened on the beer, causing tendons and veins to stand out on her forearm. \u00a0She swallowed, licked her lips and walked to the living room.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Coming,” Ashley said, her voice rough. \u00a0A single claw grew from her finger, scraping along the can.<\/span><\/p>\n

—–<\/span><\/p>\n

Ashley held the cool beer for her husband, her eyes narrowing as he ignored her. \u00a0She rolled her aching neck, feeling it pop and scrape but not noticing as it elongated minutely, pushing her head away from her shoulders. \u00a0The thin line of fur thickened along the neck, the red and black hairs damp with sweat as hormones coursed through her, filling her body with an unnatural heat. \u00a0Her nostrils flared to take in her scent and she huffed.<\/span><\/p>\n

Grinding her canines in frustration, Ashley fought to keep her cool and to swallow the growl that threatened to escape her lips. \u00a0<\/span>Why won’t he turn on the air conditioner? \u00a0Is it really that important to save some goddamn money? \u00a0I’m sweating my ass off here.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

“Here,” Ashley growled, slamming the beer down next to her husband.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Hey,” He yelled, glancing over at her for a moment before returning to his game. \u00a0“You almost splashed it on me, idiot.”<\/span><\/p>\n

Ashley bared her fangs and then turned, swallowing. \u00a0She clenched her fingers and lines appeared along her forearms. \u00a0Tendons stood out on the back of her hand as she made a fist, feeling the sharp pain of her claw piercing her palm. \u00a0Muscles bulged just under the skin of her arms and her hands shook as her biceps swelled. \u00a0Her shirt clung wetly to her and her nipples strained beneath her bra, tenting the fabric even through multiple layers.<\/span><\/p>\n

Stalking back to the kitchen, the young woman started pacing. \u00a0Her ears popped as her jaw clicked and bones grew in her neck. \u00a0Fur sprouted lazily down her back, pulled flat by her soaked shirt. \u00a0She scratched at herself, more claws sliding forth from beneath her fingernails. \u00a0The claws easily sliced through the fabric, leaving sweat-soaked skin exposed in the overly warm air.<\/span><\/p>\n

Ashley’s clit throbbed painfully beneath her pants. A small bulge formed as it elongated. \u00a0She groaned as the pants pulled tight, her thighs swelling with dense muscles. \u00a0The clit became easily outlined against the pants and she rubbed at it, snarling quietly.<\/span><\/p>\n

A rush of heat caused Ashley to gasp and her pussy lips became engorged, a camel toe forming beneath her form-fitting pants. \u00a0She leaned against the kitchen counter, panting to catch her breath. \u00a0Black cracks seemed to form beneath the red of her lipstick and her lips darkened. \u00a0She groaned, craning her long neck over the plate of raw steaks. \u00a0Drool dripped from dark lips as black fur sprouted along her cheeks. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Grabbing a steak with a \u00a0thick, clawed fist, Ashley tore into it, her fangs easily ripping through the meat. \u00a0She growled and lapped at the blood on her lips between each bite and bones cracked beneath her face. \u00a0She moaned, eyes closed while her muzzle formed. \u00a0When the pain stopped, Ashley opened her eyes, looking down her sloping nose as it began to turn black. \u00a0Her eyes crossed and her half-muzzle vanished.<\/span><\/p>\n

The blood of the steak called to her and Ashley quickly finished the first steak before tearing into the second. \u00a0The heat was consuming her and the blood drove her wild. \u00a0She rubbed herself in the excitement, pressing her palm against the length of her clit, chuckling between bites.<\/span><\/p>\n

Soon, her clit slid from the top of her pants and she rubbed the tip with the rough pad forming under her thumb. \u00a0Her leg spasmed with each touch and she felt the coming orgasm. \u00a0The young woman tore at her shirt, freeing her right breast. \u00a0She massaged the slick skin with her rough hand while squeezing and rubbing her clit carefully. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Ashley pawed at the ground with her feet. \u00a0Claws sliced through her right sock and she tore long strips from the vinyl flooring. \u00a0She slid slowly along her furred back until she was sitting on the floor. \u00a0More fur sprouted along her open mouth and she found herself breathing hard as her orgasm drew closer. \u00a0Maddening. \u00a0Her clit wasn’t as sensitive as before but there was more of it and the entire thing felt wonderful to the touch.<\/span><\/p>\n

A tear opened in her jeans along her thighs and the back of her expanding calves. \u00a0Her left sock strained against her foot and then tore just as a long, black claw sliced through her toenail and the soft material. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Fur grew through the holes in her pants, thick and red and black. \u00a0Ashley grunted, rubbing faster, licking her lips as sweat dripped from her body. \u00a0Close. \u00a0So close. \u00a0She needed it. \u00a0Her body burned and her joints ached and her teeth itched and all the new chemicals roaring through her body, driving her changes had turned everything into a crazed blur.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Hey, are you cooking or what? \u00a0I can’t smell shit and I’m hungry!”<\/span><\/p>\n

Ashley’s ears twitched and she lost her rhythm, her building orgasm fizzling \u00a0\u00a0Her loud, chuckling laugh betrayed her sudden, incredible frustration.<\/span><\/p>\n

“What the fuck are you laughing about? \u00a0I asked you a goddamn question!”<\/span><\/p>\n

Ashley went to all fours, stretching her long neck with loud cracks. \u00a0She stood slowly on powerful, clawed paws and her pants tore to her waist to expose heavily muscled legs thick with patches of black spotted red fur. \u00a0She easily tore the pants off with a swipe and her long clit throbbed semi-erect in front of her.<\/span><\/p>\n

Smiling, sharp teeth showing beneath black lips, Ashley stepped into the living room.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Well?” Brian asked, his eyes on the TV. \u00a0“I- oh what the shit?!”<\/span><\/p>\n

Brian pushed himself frantically back against the couch as Ashley came into the room. \u00a0She could smell the terror on him and she growled in response. \u00a0She chuckled at him with her hitching laugh and then bared her fangs. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

“Oh fuck, oh fuck oh fuck what’s-“<\/span><\/p>\n

Ashley leapt at her husband, slamming into him. \u00a0The couch cracked, breaking apart under her weight and ferocity. \u00a0She held him by the hair, her long, deadly claws lightly pressed against his cheekbone. \u00a0Reaching her long neck forward, she huffed at him and then growled. \u00a0He smelled of piss and pure terror.<\/span><\/p>\n

Letting her husband go, Ashley stood up over him. \u00a0He <\/span>had<\/i><\/b> pissed himself and, as she let him go, he quickly pulled himself back against the wall. \u00a0The whites of his eyes showed while he tried to look around the room. \u00a0Ashley rolled her neck as it lengthened further. \u00a0She smiled at him, showing her teeth in her half-muzzle and Brian stuttered in confusion and fear as she stepped closer.<\/span><\/p>\n

“I- I- I- wh- wha- what-” Brian tried to say. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Ashley gripped her long clit and pushed it forward, rubbing it against his cheek. \u00a0The man jerked back as if it were on fire. \u00a0Ashley growled and pressed her clit against his lips this time.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Suck. \u00a0It.” \u00a0Ashley’s voice was rough and the words were difficult for her to form – physically and mentally. \u00a0He’d interrupted her and was a male. \u00a0It was his job to pleasure her. \u00a0She would <\/span>show<\/i><\/b> him if he forgot.<\/span><\/p>\n

“N- no fuckin’ way!” Brian protested, turning his cheek.<\/span><\/p>\n

With a loud, deep growl, Ashley bent down and touched a claw against Brian’s throat. \u00a0With the slightest of pressure, she dragged it along and a thin line of blood leaked from the cut. \u00a0She stood again.<\/span><\/p>\n

Sobbing, Brian reached for her clit with a shaking hand. \u00a0Ashley chuckled quietly as his hand gripped it. \u00a0When he made no further move, her odd laughed turned into a growl. \u00a0Before he could change his mind, Brian licked the tip of her clit.<\/span><\/p>\n

“More.” Ashley commanded. \u00a0Her voice broke at the end of the word, her throat changing to fit her growing form.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Oh god oh god oh god,” Brian said quietly. \u00a0Carefully, slowly, he took Ashley’s long clit into his mouth. \u00a0She groaned and leaned against the wall with her eyes closed. \u00a0When he took it out of his mouth to beg to stop, she grabbed his head and pushed it further down, guiding the male to show him what she wanted. \u00a0He gagged on it, tears filling the corner of his eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n

She bared her teeth at him. \u00a0<\/span>He would learn his role or she would find another. \u00a0<\/span><\/i>She laughed loud, cackling deep within her chest.<\/span> \u00a0She’d find another <\/span><\/i>anyway<\/i><\/b> whether he was good or not. \u00a0And more than that.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Brian sucked his wife’s strange, elongated clit. \u00a0Despite his terror and the thought of what he was doing, he found it wasn’t an unpleasant taste. \u00a0And the texture was almost the same as her human clit. \u00a0He looked at it while bobbing his head. \u00a0Feeling himself grow hard. \u00a0His nostrils flared and he could smell her. \u00a0Her excitement. \u00a0It fed into him and he worked his head faster. \u00a0It was actually a really good taste, he decided.<\/span><\/p>\n

Moving closer to his wife, Brian pulled her clit away and licked the length of it. \u00a0He held her ass with one hand, kneading it while he pleasured her. \u00a0Claws slid from the fingers gripping her furry ass. \u00a0He laughed as he licked, surprised at how stupid he was for resisting before. \u00a0With each lap of his tongue, it grew longer. \u00a0His neck cracked painfully and he hissed, barely pausing before going back to what he was doing. \u00a0He <\/span>couldn’t<\/i><\/b> stop. \u00a0Not because she might kill him but because that was his purpose.<\/span><\/p>\n

Fur sprouted from Brian’s shoulders, brown and black, growing down his arms and up his lengthening neck. \u00a0He could feel his own cock throbbing and he reached for it.<\/span><\/p>\n

Brian blinked. \u00a0He hurt and he was on the floor but couldn’t remember what happened. \u00a0He tasted blood and ran his tongue around his mouth, feeling his growing fangs. \u00a0<\/span>What happened?<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

She was there, he saw. \u00a0She.<\/span><\/p>\n

Ashley pointed at Brian’s cock. \u00a0“No,” she said gravelly. \u00a0“No. \u00a0Me.”<\/span><\/p>\n

Brian bowed his head, laughing nervously. \u00a0He groaned as his chest expanded, his beer gut pulling into a hard stomach. \u00a0His shirt split to reveal patchy wet fur mixed with sweaty skin. \u00a0A small stump of a tail was held low at the base of his spine.<\/span><\/p>\n

Of course, <\/span><\/i>he thought. \u00a0<\/span>Of course. \u00a0Her first. \u00a0Always Her. \u00a0I can’t believe I thought of touching myself without Her permission.<\/span><\/i> \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

He crawled to Ashley on hands and knees, abasing himself and reaching for her clit. \u00a0When she allowed him to touch her, he barked out a nervous, happy laugh. \u00a0But, she pushed his head lower and although he cocked his head in confusion for a moment, he quickly realised what she wanted. \u00a0Brian lapped at his wife’s furry pussy, his stubby tail growing and arching above his back. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Ashley groaned as she felt her orgasm grow again. \u00a0She went to her knees and Brian followed, not missing a single lick. \u00a0She growled at him and lowered herself to her back, wondering for a brief moment if she was making a mistake but knew instantly that he was hers. \u00a0She ripped the rest of her shirt off while he licked her and when she felt a claw go between her swollen lips, she boxed Brian’s fur-tipped ears with a growl. \u00a0He chuckled nervously and quickly bent back down with his mouth.<\/span><\/p>\n

She rode out the pleasure, squeezing and kneading her own breasts while her husband worked on her. \u00a0Slowly, slowly the orgasm built and she took great pleasure in feeling it grow. \u00a0She didn’t care how much time had passed or whether her husband was growing tired; he knew not to stop until she was done. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

And she was close. \u00a0So close. \u00a0She gripped her husband’s fur and ears with a huge clawed hand, pushing him hard against her clit and pussy and his long tongue lapped frantically at her, his claws digging carefully into her muscled thighs. \u00a0The growl started deep in her throat, growing louder and louder until her orgasm burst. \u00a0She bucked laughing and twisting and chuckling and clawing, hearing her husband’s pained whine as she accidentally struck him. She rode the aftershocks until she was entirely spent.<\/span><\/p>\n

Exhausted. \u00a0Pleased.<\/span><\/p>\n

After a moment, she felt a hesitant touch on her arm. \u00a0She looked over to see Brian squatting next to her. \u00a0His red cock was out of its sheath and he was showing it to her.<\/span><\/p>\n

Ashley cuffed him hard across the muzzle and he fell without a sound, lowering himself to the ground in front of her. \u00a0She stood, staring at him, daring him to look up at her or offer challenge. \u00a0Minutes passed as he trembled in front of her.<\/span><\/p>\n

The rumble of a car’s engine made them both look up. \u00a0They heard it approach and Brian stood, the top of his muzzle reaching his wife’s shoulder. \u00a0The car stopped at their house and a door opened and closed. \u00a0Brian immediately moved around to the corner at the side of the door and Ashley moved opposite him, drawing the coming attention away from her husband.<\/span><\/p>\n

With a bang, the front door broke open and two men stepped in, both in military gear and both eyeing Ashley.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Easy there, sweetheart,” one man said. \u00a0He had a shotgun pointed directly at Ashley. \u00a0He stood behind the other man, who knelt with his own gun drawn. \u00a0“These aren’t shells but they’ll still sting and bring even you down.” \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

“Christ,” the kneeling man said. \u00a0“What an ugly motherfu-“<\/span><\/p>\n

Brian crashed into both men silently and Ashley leapt in after him. \u00a0The shotgun went off, its barrel pointed directly up and the two men screamed before Ashley and Brian tore into them, crunching through the bones in their neck.<\/span><\/p>\n

With the men down, Brian backed away carefully, leaving Ashley to feast. \u00a0When she’d had her fill, she walked away, uninterested while Brian moved in. \u00a0A few minutes later, a crackling noise filled the air.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Echo team,” the small radio blared. \u00a0“Do you copy? \u00a0Is the target secured? \u00a0Echo do you copy? \u00a0What is your status?”<\/span><\/p>\n

Ashley growled and Brian moved to stand behind her. \u00a0She looked around their house, huffed and ran into the night. \u00a0Brian trailed behind her.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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