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His Captive, His Mate, His Queen

Chapter 4 Captured: A Nightmare Begins

Word Count: 1086    |    Released on: 15/04/2025

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ighter, almost ble

ate before. Everything... loo

es above, acting as my guide forward, painti

. ''Everyone has abandoned m

' I shook my head, a self-deprecating l

ngs must be g

anopy stretching goryh into the sky, its ro

t scene. The wind blew, its

, worn blouse around me, dragging it clo

sending pangs of pain radiating through my body, I winced, tighten

t t

fr

view. ''What was that?'' My head sn

rged from the forest. Their movement

mbers, but I quickly lost count. By my side,

k. The atmosphere turned grim,

hey here

ight. I'm not po

y brain rotated, trying to come

a shaky br

tten the wrong pers

say that embarrassing tag given to me, but i

d my teeth, saying it regardless

s any way I've crossed into your pat

't relent. The circl

they listening to me? This wa

ickers?'' I shivered violentl

of their reputations f

an't allow yoursel

oul

without any prior warning, aiming to use the ele

nto a towering, muscular ma

nd ago, but I didn't have the time t

sed, muscles knotted as they r

th, I threw a punch

g against a rock-my punch

s was the

advanced, their movemen

rgy, and very soon, my breath became labor

he corner of my eyes. I

fight!

n't agree. They gr

ike iron clamps, keeping me i

't be t

was about to happen

imbs wildly. '

over my lips, sealing them, lea

mmed unde

t wasn't wo

tart. The repeated blows wore my min

g at anything my hands coul

s losing my cool, panic flooding my mind

. More hands grabbed onto me like chains

. My arms tremble

budge. Strangely, the scene descende

e crickets shut down, as if sensi

eart

these guys quit must be the b

t dripping down my temples, stin

my heart wa

rposeful, striding toward me, closing in. A han

lar, his face obscured by a mask as black a

d down at me, runes which looked an

?'' I

received w

syringe, glinting omino

med ov

envelo

struggle, my eyes focus

shook my head fran

heeks, wetting the san

ghtened, re

ds? After everything

want to b

sting followed by the sensation of a

tmare scene was a

on, ever aloof and in

back on me in the end, h

my captor before darkness dragg

trace." A dark baritone voi

true nightmare I was

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