“The world is full of secrets,” Damien said in a low voice. “If others knew that you understood, it may


    cause your family trouble.”


    “We keep our secrets in the family, Warrior,” Tyle answered for the family. “We knew we had some


    connection to you, but we have never shared this thought outside the family. The way the women treat


    weak men, like shopkeepers, more gently seems strange, but we have never discussed it. We know


    there is something…”


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    The boys stared at Damien and his Brothers just waiting. They did not have enough information to


    figure it out on their own, but the suppositions they had made were urate.


    We ate dinner and my family spoke honestly with the boys. They said nothing to them that was overly


    inmmatory. The things they’d said could safely be repeated without endangering us. I realized this


    was a test.


    If we returned to thepound and the boys repeated what they’d been told, we’d be no worse for it.


    Nothing being said was all that terrible. I was certain what we told the boyster would be based on


    their reaction to this test.


    After a leisurely dinner the men sat and yed cards with one another. I knitted silently as the


    conversation continued. The boys seemed to be absorbing everything Damien’s family told them.


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    There were things in the mountains the men saw infrequently. Dangerous creatures that scaled the


    steep cliffs and could eat a man alive. Hannah had told us about them. She had called them Racks. If


    this story got back to us, we’d know the boys had talked.


    As the evening progressed the lessons continued. Damien started to exin about other creatures


    Hannah had told us about. Most of these things existed beyond the mountains. The lessons were given


    slowly, because the boys had never heard of these things before.


    If we were able to save the boys it was information they would need. Should the Generale to us


    withints, we would know who talked. It wouldn’t get us in that much trouble, though. I had to


    appreciate the stealthy way Damien was ferreting out the kids’ Loyalty and discretion.


    Before bed I slipped into the bedroom with Christof and Damien. We checked the pad and noted


    written messages from both Kennedy and Hannah. The girls must have talked because both


    apologized for sending men that hurt me. That had not been the intention.


    The big news was that Hannah would take Bane’s son away. She advised we trust the boys slowly and


    gradually begin to educate them. Once they were old enough and had enough knowledge Hannah


    would send us a message. She would tell us at that point how she nned to get them out.


    Kennedy wanted to know if we could do that with other Warrior families. Freeing men from the


    compounds wouldn’t be difficult if the men went willingly. ALL we had to do was find one family at a


    time and educate them. My girls would arrange to have them taken away after that.


    The letters unnerved me. If we did what the girls asked us to do and the men reported to the General,


    there was no telling how we would suffer. I begged Damien not to do it. Perhaps he could just save


    Tyle’s family and then be done with this.


    “We will protect you,” Damien assured me, “and we will be careful. This is something we must do,


    though.”


    “You don’t understand,” I begged in a intive voice.


    “I saw a man like Evan. He was a free man. They had cut-his-hair. It was awful and I think he was


    almost broken. I couldn’t bear it if that happened to you all.”


    Damien stopped and stared at me for a few moments. I’d never discussed with them the horrors I’d


    seen inflicted on the men I’d freed. He was obviously surprised the women would go to those lengths.


    “We are careful men. They will not catch us,” he said with conviction. I begged and pleaded, even


    arguing I’d be sick to my stomach with worry. My men weren’t Listening to me. I was fed the root and


    told to be quiet. Warriors were fighters and these men were fighting back. They were done being


    obedient ves.


    “Come,” Damien finallymanded, “I wish to clean myself before bed. I will wash you and you will


    wash me, we both find that rxing.”


    I nodded and smiled up at him. He was right. Having him rub me down was immensely pleasurable. It


    might give me the chance to keep begging him as well. Although it seemed his mind was already made


    up.


    In the bath I whispered pleas to Damien, he looked critically at me Pulling me onto hisp he spoke into


    my ear.


    “Did you like being a ve?” he asked.