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Chapter 8 Alana

  • Alana (POV)
  • I ran out of the restaurant blindly not knowing where I was going. This can’t be happening. It can’t. What the hell is this and why me? I realized how he never answered that question and where the hell is he from? I have never heard of any kind of bond like this. I slowed my run to a walk and kept going. I don’t know where to go now. I can’t stay at the hotel or go back to my apartment. I have my baby to think about. I need to get away from here. Away from all of this and think. I need to think.
  • I was so wrapped up in my thoughts I didn’t hear the footsteps behind me or the hand that grabbed me until it was too late. I was suddenly dragged into an alley and pushed into a car as I screamed something hit me in the head, I felt pain then blackness came over me.
  • I came to and was gagged and tied up. Laying on a cot in a room with a boarded-up window and paint peeling off the walls. I began to feel panicked and fear welling up inside of me. I began to struggle against the ropes and kept trying to scream for help even though there was a rag tied around my mouth. Eventually, I only ended up tiring myself out and cutting my wrist on the ropes. They hurt so bad tears began to fall. What is going to happen to me? To my baby? I must escape. I must save my baby.
  • A couple of hours later, or so it seemed. Being tied up and not knowing what time it is. It makes it difficult to know how long I have been here. The door opened hard and slammed against the wall making me jump. A shadow of a man stood in the doorway with light to his back from another room. He walked closer to me and as he did the soft light in my room showed upon his face. I gasp against the gag in my mouth. It was him. That man, Rob Kane, the one who raped me. Glaring down at me he grinned as he spoke, “Hello, love.”
  • All I could do was stare with fear in my eyes. He knelt next to me and stroked my cheek and as he did, I cringed at his touch. “Since the first moment, I saw you when you opened your front door. I knew you belonged to me. And that is why I had to take you in this way.
  • Now, my love, I will take you far away from here where no one will take you from me.” He bent over and placed his nasty lips across my cheek, then his wet sloppy tongue licked across my face, and I closed my eyes in disgust. Then his laughter rang out through the room as he walked out, shutting the door behind him. Tears began to fall as I cried. And to think this evil man is the father to my innocent baby. At that thought, I felt pain through my chest and cried that much harder. I must escape from here. But how?
  • I must have fallen asleep because when I woke, I was laying low on the back seat of a car. And my mouth was no longer gagged, and my hands tied in front no longer behind my back. I looked at the back of the head of the driver and knew it was Rob. “Where are you taking me?” I asked my mouth all dry and voice hoarse sounding.
  • “It’s none of your concern.” He gritted out between his teeth.
  • “It is if you are taking me away,” I demanded.
  • “I should have left you gagged until we get there.” He began then shouted, “Now SHUT UP!”
  • “I WILL NOT SHUT UP…I DEMAND YOU TAKE ME HOME!” I screamed back.
  • “You are in no position to make demands, Love.” The love was spoken between gritted teeth.
  • Somehow, I have no idea, but I found a little courage to argue, “Yes, I can, and I will!” I also found the strength to sit upright in the back seat. I looked around and the city was gone. He was driving us far away from the city.
  • As I sat up, he glanced back and noticed me sitting up and with a growl reached back and backhanded me hard. “You will never speak to me that way.” He said through gritted teeth.
  • I heard him growl again from the front seat. He was angry and I could see the back of his neck turn red. I placed my hand to my sore cheek which was difficult being bound. The fear I pushed away was back. Out in the middle of nowhere, he could easily pull over and do whatever he wanted, and on this road with no traffic or even homes insight. No one would hear my screams. I never should have run out on Gabe. At least with him, I was safe. My mind went back to our conversation and what he told me about being bonded. I did feel it when he touched himself, could he feel my fear? Having this bond is new to me. I am still confused as to how and why?
  • Oh, Gabe if you can hear me. I need help. I am scared.
  • I couldn’t help but try and see if for some reason he could hear me. Tears began to slide down my cheeks. Just before I closed my eyes, I thought I saw a big dark shadow pass over us.
  • I opened to look around when I heard Rob say, “What the hell is that?” He slammed on the brakes and stopped the car. There right in front of us standing in the road was a huge dark blue dragon. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Am I asleep and in a nightmare all along? Because dragons are not real. But if it were a dream, why can’t I wake up? The dragon lifted his head and roared so loud it hurt my ears. Smoke was coming out of his mouth as well. A fire-breathing dragon. He bent his head low and stared at us in the car growling.
  • Now I am going to die by a dragon. A real live dragon.