Chapter Eight
Max remains free to crawl about with his wrists secured behind his back. He watches as Luda’s sharp knife and surgeon’s hands extract the wolf meat. Doodie takes the meat and tends to dinner, preparing a large stew while Luda continues cutting, cleaning the animal’s fur and removing residue. When finished she hangs the skin to dry. Though Max will labor naked, cool air encouraging him to toil, nights on the prairie will be getting colder and the comfort of the teepee is for her and Doodie. So Max will have rudimentary covering while staked out for the night.
“Feed Max first, Doodie, while I take care of Steel.”
The cute blond smiles, claps his hands and gestures to Max to come. If he is to eat, Max must go to Doodie. He is famished, Luda deliberately withholding food until
