Run

As Arerto stood there filled with indecision, she could only watch helplessly as her fellow amazons were being defeated one by one. The lycans were knocking the warrioress out and stripping them. She could see Alessia on the ground ****, one the lycans standing over her as it ripped her bikini armor off, leaving her naked.

Arerto heard a scream, and turned back to Rebecca's fight. The powerful lycan now stood over a beaten Rebecca, the black furred lycan's gold eyes met her own. The thought of being captured and what these beastmen would do to her, sent a wave of fear through her body. Before she knew it her legs were making a run for the forest. As Arerto crashed through branches in her mad dash to escape, she heard a howl behind her. Fearing to look back she kept running , until a large body crashed into her. The collision sent her tumbling, her sword flying out of her hand, her body hitting the ground hard and rolling until she was on her back.

Arerto looked up at her attacker, a light brown furred lycan loomed over her leering down at her, with a stone axe in one of it's clawed hands. The round breasts sitting proudly on its chest and and the lack of penis and balls told Arerto this was a female lycan. Gripped by fear, Arerto could not help herself as she began to urinate. Her piss soaking her thong armor and running down her inner thighs and onto the ground.

The she-lycan began to sniff the air, then looked down at Arerto with utter contempt on her mawed face.

"You are a weakling, we don't want a weak bitch as a breeding bitch." The lycan growled out in the common tongue.

The lycan gave one last look of disdain, before turning away and going back the way she came. Arerto slowly crawled backwards, before getting up and continued to run, so **** to flee she forgot her sword. Arerto ran and ran, before her foot tripped and she fell head first and darkness claimed her.

Epilogue

3 Moons Later

Arerto woke up from the darkness, naked in a soft bed and staring at a wooden ceiling. She slowly calmed her breathing as she realized where she was.

" Tera are you okay? You were thrashing in your sleep." The nude man in bed next to her asked.

" Its okay Silas it was just a nightmare." Arerto responded.

Yes a nightmare of the past. Arerto remembered that day, awakening after falling and hitting her head, she continued traveling through the forest for days. Eventually she came across a village. Arerto knew she could never go back to the castle after her cowardice. The mission was a way for her to regain some honor and failing it would forever brand her with shame. Shame she already felt for abandoning the others, especially Alessia.

Arerto had done little chores in the village to earn some coin. After getting rid of her armor, she wore a simple dress given to her by one of older women of the village. She soon made her way to the coast, and booked passage on a ship and left the island completely. Arriving in a new land, she abandoned her old name and took a new one. She worked in a tavern for awhile, where she caught the eye of many, but ultimately it was a farmer named Silas that she settled down with and married. Silas had reminded her of Alessia, that had been three moons ago.

Silas searched Arerto's face to make sure she okay. He used one hand to pull her closer into his body, his flaccid cock pressed against her thigh, and his other hand he placed on her pregnant belly. "If your sure my love."

"I'am Silas." Arerto now Tera was sure, she was no longer Arerto the coward, now she was Tera the wife and soon to be mother. She would look forward and not backward, letting the past stay in the past.

END