*Puabi* I left Camile for a while to complete my other tasks. It had come to my attention that two hundred and nine was causing a big fuse. Even going as far as attacking one of the girls, scratching her face. I went directly to the hunter's area, I glanced around the area spotting two sitting and chatting, “Bentyl, Tydor …” I said their names to get their attention. “I am having issues with two hundred and nine.” Without a second to waste they were up and following me. I stormed into the location ready for a fight. Not only was this human born being aggressive and attacking the girls that were under my care, but I was also parted from my mate. she, who needed me desperately! There was an uproar of yelling and screaming, each female screaming while two hundred and nine flared around like a fish out of water. Reask and Dikt had a hold of one arm each, Weat and Mirs held one leg each while Deets was finishing shaving two hundred and nine head. Liv was standing in front of the mirror inspecting the long gash that ran down the side of her face. “THAT WILL BE ENOUGH!” Every single female stopped what they were doing to stare at me. Motioning with my hand for Bentyl and Tydor to gather it. The two hunters passed me and grabbed two hundred and nine around her arms, dragging her towards me. “You know where to take two hundred and nine?” With a nod, they dragged a screaming and kicked it out of our location. Strolling over to the girl, lightly lifting Liv’s face, I inspected the changeling's face. “It is a minor inconvenience, go and get yourself cleaned up.” “Yes Mistress!” Liv replied to me with a wicked smile. Everyone knew what was going to happen to two hundred and nine. The majority of the girls have been to the dungeons at least once for behavioural modification. I had been there. I know firsthand what they are capable of doing. “May I help the hunters, Mistress?” Liv’s eyes glowed yellow. Rubbing my finger over her scratch, “how could I deny you this simple pleasure!” I knew that two hundred and nine was going to be an issue the moment I saw her. I had warned her what was expected of her. Now she will learn the hard way. I linked the Master, ‘there is a problem with one of your properties!’ ‘What is it, Puabi?’ He replied to me quickly. He must not be overly that busy.‘Two hundred and nine attracted Liv, nothing that can’t be mended, but two hundred and nine is feral. My suggestion is to drop, It’s title from pleasure/breeder to breeder!’ I could feel the Master humming as he was thinking. ‘This will bring the value down!’ A wicked smile lit my face, ‘if I may speak boldly Chaos!’ ‘Always!’ ‘I have sent two hundred and nine for behavioural modification. When she calms down, I will send her to the Bugbears.’ I paused waiting to see if the Master would oppose my thought process. ‘They will fatten her up before the auction. I know of a family that breeds their Bugbears with other breeders. If not them … many would bid for it as long as she has a bugbear in its belly. All we need to do is fatten up two hundred and nine. They will pay top price for it. Possibly double the asking price.’ Everyone knew that the Bugbears were a fighting species great for security and building an army. I could hear the Master thinking, he always did this when he was ready to make his final decision. ‘Make sure two hundred and nine have all of her limbs. I will send word out to possible buyers that I have a breeder who is feral and perfect for breeding with fighters. It will produce strong male fighters.” *Anatu* I left one hundred and fifty-one feeling unsettled. The way he responded when I raised my hand ready to punish him for speaking out of term, left me feeling disheartened. I already knew that he had not been punished yet here. So why would he respond as if he has been punished many times? It left me wondering as I led myself to my chamber. I sat in front of my vanity mirror replaying everything in my mind. How his eyes sparkled the second he saw me. Many have looked at me that way, but none have ever smiled the way he did. I could not help it, the corners of my mouth started to curve upwards. He is different from the other monsters that Father collects. They kick and scream, yelling profanity. Not one hundred and fifty-one, it accepted his fate as it is! The sparkle in his eyes changed so fast the second he saw my hand above my head, dark clouds took over and his demeanour changed. He did not accept what fate had given him. He was this way before he came here. My eyes started to water as the realization dawned on me. ‘Daddy?’ I was unsure if Daddy was busy or not with his consort.‘What is it, Anatu?’ Father replied to my link. I looked in the mirror and I had a hopeful smile on my face. ‘Can I have one hundred and fifty-one?’ I wanted to get to the point. Father never likes it if I stalled at getting to the point of bothering him. ‘Why would you want it?’ Father did not sound happy with my request. My hope of my father approving my request was starting to diminish. ‘I …’ I was getting myself ready for rejection, something I have gotten used to. Being the middle child I am accustomed to always being forgotten about. ‘I do not know Daddy, I just like him.’ ‘Anatu, we have spoken about this before!’ Father was hinting at the other conversations we had in the past. ‘I know Daddy, human borns are here for only serving and nothing more. But can not I have a working pet? All my other siblings have their pets.’ I repeated back to my father what he had drilled into my head since I was able to talk. ‘They do not cry when their pets run out of energy!’ My father reminded me of how different I was compared to my siblings. I became defensive, ‘I only cried because Zefer took my pet away from me. Dangling the female it off the floor for everyone to see. A cruel way to remind me how …’ I stopped realizing that I was whining more than speaking to my father as a mature offspring. ‘and that was a millennia ago! I have gotten older and more mature.’ ‘You have gotten older and mature but you are still a bleeding heart. The second Zefer knows you are attached to your pet, she will do the same again.’ My father once again reminded me of how different I am from my siblings. Being a bleeding heart is considered a weakness, something that is frowned on here. ‘If you tell Zefer not to go around my pet she will listen to you!’ I paused waiting for my father's answer, ‘One hundred and fifty-one is different from the other human borns. He is a hard worker and I know he will obey. I will take full responsibility for him, I promise.’ I could hear my father breathing while he was thinking. ‘If one hundred and fifty-one disobeys once, I will allow Zefer and Alma to rip him apart and you will have to watch it all!’ Father gave me a warning. ‘Thank you daddy, and I will make sure that one hundred and fifty-one does as it is told.’ I told my father before he ended the conversation. I knew what this meant, father would keep Zefer away from my pet but if he misbehaves or gets out of line. Zefer will destroy him. And I will have to watch as she ripped my pet into confetti.