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Nolan

My head throbbed and my arms and legs felt like they were on fire. The smell of something rotting permeated the air, and I felt my stomach pitch.

My eyes fluttered open, taking in the pitch black of the room. Even with my heightened sight, there wasn’t anything to see. My fingers moved on the cold, rough surface that felt like concrete.

Lifting my arms up, I felt the cold metal of a thick link chain brush against my naked skin.

Panic and fear coursed through my veins. My stomach pitched harder, and I sat up fast, making my head spin and I couldn’t stop from vomiting.

It splashed on my legs, running off to the floor. With every breath I took, the rotting meat smell gagged me and I heaved more until I fell over, hitting my head on the solid floor.

Ice cold water splashed against my face, then all over my body, making the pins and needles feeling increase.

“St-sta-stahp!” I cried out, trying to block the cold water from touching me.

The water paused, and a voice growled in the darkness. “Stand the fuck up.”

My body trembled as I fumbled to stand. The chains weren’t only linked to my hands, it also linked them to a collar and cuffs around my feet.

I willed my body to shift, and nothing happened.

Whoever had me locked me up guaranteed I couldn’t escape.

I heard the water spray again, but this time they washed the floor.

Fear shook me to my core, and I felt the chains to see where they connected to, finding a wall. The metallic scent mixed with blood, and I knew I wasn’t the first to be chained here.

“Who are you?”

A hard blast of cold water to my back answered my question. I hugged the wall, sobbing.

“P-p-p-please, don’t leave me here.” Tears rolled down my cheeks. “P-p-p-lease let me go.” I begged as the water stopped.

A bag went over my head, and I heard someone jingling keys as they unlocked me from the wall. No words spoken, and no familiar scents.

Arms wrapped around my legs, and another set wrapped around my torso, picking me up and moving me somewhere else.

Why did I have to be a brat? Sebastian didn’t do anything wrong except try to protect me.

They set me down on something metal and I heard locks engaging. They arranged my body, strapping my arms and legs down. Instead of laying down, they had me partially sitting, and they spread my legs wide.

Gloved hands tugged on my penis and I felt something slimy spread on the tip. A slim metal probe followed, pushing into my urethra and I felt a metal cage being locked into place on my genitals.

Next, I felt fingers probe my puckered hole, and they pushed a plug into place.

I felt someone breathing in my ear, and the scent was familiar. “You may relive yourself when we say.”

“Please. I don’t know why you have me.” I cried and felt the bag pulled from my head.

Blinking my eyes, everything remained pitch black and then I felt hands hold my head in place. They placed goggles over my eyes and secured them with a tie.

Once they took their hands away, I heard their feet retreat and sobs wracked my body.

I had no idea where I was, who took me, or how my mate would find me.

Nineteen

Sebastian

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