Chapter 19

• The library was just closing as Hope left. She had to finish work at the bar before she was able to go and work on her paper. She was finishing up her studies before leaving for the night. She had a paper due in two days and she had been playing catch up between working at the bar and visiting her boyfriend who had gotten into a wreck just a few days ago. Things were taking a toll on her; Hope's boss was giving her the next two days off so that she could get her schoolwork caught up and she didn't want to waste any time. She stuffed everything into her bookbag and then grabbing her money so that when she got on the bus, so that she could pay the fee and get settled in a seat. She had maybe five minutes to get to the bus stop or else she would have to walk back to the dorm in the cold night. She turned around thinking she heard something but then she saw two cats fighting over food. "Get a grip Hope. Got to stop watching scary movies." She jogged to the bus stop and saw the bus had already stopped and she tried running faster but of course with her luck the bus already drove off. She put her hand on her forehead, "Dammit." Her boyfriend's car was total, and her family needed her car because their car was getting fixed. When she lent her car, she didn't know her boyfriend was going to get into a wreck and would be induced into a comma. She had her jacket zipped up and the hood put over her head and again she turned around thinking eyes were on her. She didn't see anything, so she shrugged it off as being paranoid. It was thirty-minute walk, but she had to walk further before, so she placed her money back in her pocket then continued on her way. She continued walking as eyes glowing green were just feet away. He had been watching her the last two weeks before getting the approval of snatching her. She had a boyfriend, so he had been dealt with days ago. He didn't die but he wasn't going to be believed anyways. The traffic out was slow, so he moved in when a car pulled up and it was an older guy offering her a ride. As she got in, he appeared and green eyed them both. He pulled the older man out of the car and told him to walk ahead and don't stop. His night became a lot easier now. He pulled off the tags and threw it off the bridge. The older man was walking and not looking and was in his own little world. The vampire snarled as he pulled away in the other direction. His boss didn't want any more murder scenes where the girls were taken that the courts had sent Lady Frost to the states to get to the bottom of things. So now it meant everything was kept on a low profile and make sure to clean up. The girl and her bookbag was now in the car and he drove forty-five minutes to where he had his vehicle. He carried her over to his car placing her in the trunk. He then drove the car over to the store which were fifteen minutes away. His partner followed him to the deserted parking lot then he got into the car.
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• They drove to the out of the way place which was a barn in the middle of nowhere. Their boss had bought a farm and they had hired a few people to work it to make it appear to be meat cattle farm. The Lycans whelps helped out and doing the work, so they had a legit job, but the real money maker was beneath the barn. They drove into the barn and press the button to reveal the lower level. Under the barn was ten rooms and one large room where they had their prey in cells. This was just one of three barns. One underground area had teens and half breeds who were being used as test subjects. It was also where the scientists were doing their research on just human subjects. Those who had drug addictions or minor crimes were used to test the serum on. The last barn was for when the human concubines were kept and ready to be sold to the highest bidder. He carried the female to the empty room where he started taking off her clothes and wash her and take her things and dispose of everything so that she couldn't be traced. He took the device and placed her hands and feet that would remove her prints. He took a sample of her blood to keep on file then another came in and tattoo her new name which was a number. Her number was 37897. All she had on now was harness bra that had hooks designed to not come off. He saw that she was trimmed then he put on skirt which was a metal waist belt that was locked into place once she was fitted. The material that hung off the metal was snapped on and off. Around her neck was a collar that was secured with a lock which had four loops to be hook to the chains. One in the front and two on the sides and one on the back. He then connected the chain which was light but able to withstand over a hundred and fifty pounds. Each chain was connected to her neck and waist and her bra harness. Next the attached the cuffs to her hands and ankles then locking them in place then connecting the chains and again locking them in place. She was laying down when he secured her to the table but then he pushed the buttons as the table was lifted up and then the table slid down only leaving the metal frame.