Horsons

Horsons Part 2

Greta wore a tight-fitting green satin robe when her husband, Rorick, entered the room leading a cow by a rope halter. He smiled at her as he began setting up the webcam for the night’s show.

She still found it surprising how many people were willing to pay top dollar to watch an entire cow be eaten alive.

When the livestream indicator blinked on, Greta slipped out of the robe and set it aside. She didn’t intend to ruin her best clothes. Stepping forward, she sank her fangs into the cow’s neck.

That was the signal.

Her children emerged from the shadows, surrounding the animal and tearing into it with their bare hands as it collapsed. The sounds of feeding filled the room while the viewer count climbed.

By the time it was finished, the floor was slick and steaming. Greta sent the children off to bed, their faces and hands still stained.

Alone again, Rorick reached for the phone line and opened it to callers.