NovelAppWhat the hell does he mean 'bear his children?' I'm not mating with this psycho. And unconscious, why do I have to be unconscious? It's all I can think before people are onagain. I am punching and kicking everything I can, with no idea who or what I am making contact with.
My heart is racing along with my mind. All I can see is limbs grabbing for me. I have to get out of this, but I have no idea how that is going to happen.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI am grossly outnumbered so not even my skills are going to getout of this. I need help and according to Mike no one is coming, because I am cut off from everyone. He is a step ahead again.
I finally feel a blow to the back of my head that makes my vision blurry for a moment. I grunt and moan as I fall forward and catch myself on my hands and knees amongst bare feet surrounding me. Then I feel a sharp pinch to the back of my neck, but I can't scream or pull away.
I am so dizzy and tired. I just want to take a nap and pretend like this sh*tshow never happened. I feel the energy drain from my body, like it's leaking out and the last thing I remember is Robbie's sad eyes looking atbefore mine close.
Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip.
I could go the rest of my life and never wake up to that sound again. "Urgg" I breathe out sitting up to my knees. My chest hurts, but I can't tell if it's bruised or if it's broken ribs. I moved to rub the hair out of my face and found that each of my hands is cuffed in a metal shackle.
I raise my right arm to the full height allowed and follow the chain to a bolt in the floor a few feet behind me. I notice the chains going to my feet too. So I am bolted to the floor, interesting. S~Earch the Findwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThis is either standard operating procedure or they think I am a risk. I'll have to talk to someone before I can decide if my ego gets the boost or not.
I did realize pretty quickly that my eyes don't open all the way right now and I am slow to move and think. This is all too familiar for me, but I can't decide if it pissesoff or if it scaresmore. The room, or I guess dungeon basement is probably more appropriate, is stone from what I can gather and the cold musty air letsknow I am underground.
There is a single bare bulb in the corner farthest fromand it is the only light source here. There is a table and chair near the light, so it's obviously not meant for me. There is no other furniture here. The only thing I notice is more chains leading to a lump of clothes or blankets about ten feet from me. So there either is or was another person here. I'm not sure how I feel about either situation.
I hear footsteps and then keys jingling before the lock disengages with an echo in the room. The door creaks open like a bad horror movie and that expect Igor to walk through saying 'yes, master.' It's less interesting than that though. It's one of the guys I recognize from the runs, but I don't remember his name. He never really talked to me, so it didn't matter.
"Good, you're finally up. I was getting tired of having to feed you through an IV and getting beat for taking so long. Micheal is not a patient Alpha." I'm not sure if he's talking toor at me.
"Let him know that setting his whole pack to beat on one person is excessive and causes excessive damage that needs tto heal without a wolf to he should be well. As an Alpha, he should be smart enough to know that, but his Alpha status is questionable at best, so that might be it too." Yep, I'm trying to get myself killed and I can't seem to stop my mouth from running. "What is the food laced with, just so I know what to expect? I can smell that it's off from here. You guys need to get better at this prisoner thing." X
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