The Alpha King

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It had been two weeks since Ayla had been kidnapped from the house where she lived with her friend Sarah! As she was an orphan, no one had noticed her disappearance! Not even Jason, her ex, chased her that fateful night. She was trapped in a nightclub of blood slaves luckily no one will prove her neck was still a matter of time, knew more prefer not to think about it felt better with the false sense of security. Now standing at the bar of the nightclub where he served drinks to customers of questionable tastes! prepared to go from table to table where most had a naked man handcuffed in the center or a pole dance for choice of the night to show off his new owner thank goodness she was not the type there so she could serve their drinks so she was not noticed. She pushed these thoughts away and went towards the middle of the room where customers gathered to observe the show of the night. The boy on stage came only in underwear and angel wings stuck to his back he was the most muscular guy there Ayla stopped in a corner so she could observe the show without being seen. He was walking at slow steps towards the pole dancer he had the notion he was aware of how handsome he was and used this. to his advantage the music started he put both hands on the pole dance the customers screamed like thirsty animals he looked at the audience and smiled "curious" Ayla thought he didn't seem to be afraid of them even though the boy was part of today's menu. A hand full of claws touched her shoulder. Ayla shivered and turned suddenly to the terrifying creature beside her. The creature seems to consider the offer

- no thanks not today -he answers. Ayla smiles nervously. They are in a corner too far away for anyone to notice. He looks at her curiously and stares at the collar around her neck.

- a blood slave -he says to himself

- Yes sir - She answers nervously

- Give me a few moments and I'll get you out of here -. He says Ayla's eyes widen in surprise.

- I can't sir -. As you can see, I'm just a slave.

- Yes - he answers, I'm not blind. He points to the red irises.

Ayla forces a smile

- And of course, you can.- Ayla argues, he ignores her, he looks at the audience, the perfect moment to escape, he thinks. holding her arm, he tries to lead her to the emergency exit without being noticed. She lets out a sound of desperation calling the attention of the five guards that he can count all coming towards him.

He undresses and tries to go faster. The damn girl tries to get loose, what slows them down is he looks at her with anger and tries to pull her back towards the exit a customer notices the movement and stands in their way. The girl sighs relieved ''i***t'' he thinks then lets go of her arm that falls with everything on the floor and He leaves as fast as possible leaving the damned girl behind, praying to the gods that owen doesn't kill him before he can make the call, he sees several cars parking in the nightclub '' s**t '' he thinks, they already know who she is, he changes his prayers and asks the deity that created that world to allow his departure to be quick. I am standing with my hands on the floor my heart beats fast inside my rib cage.

- get up - someone says behind me,.what makes me jump from the floor in a hurry she keeps her head down which gives her a view of the shoes.

- look at me- the man orders her to look at me she stares at the blood-red eyes a little less intense than her previous captor behind him, a girl who looks to be about 13 looks nervous she is holding a phone in her hand her expression is one of pure dread the man in front of her radiates anger.

- follow us he says -. I follow them to the parking lot where several cars are parked and the man leads me to a black van I get in and sit in the window and the man gets in right away with the girl, they both sit next to me which makes me years old stares at her black eyes pale skin and black hair flapping on her shoulders ., she uncomfortable.

- hold out your wrist- he says to me

I start to tremble I know I have no choice but still, I delay doing what he asks me when finally I do he stabs my finger with a needle which makes me try to pull my arm he holds my wrist and brings my finger to my mouth. he closes his eyes and smiles

- well this is going to be interesting!- he announces he puts his hand on the back of my neck and I feel goosebumps all over my body, his fingernail presses my veins and my body starts to feel soft and my eyes turn black a sea of unconnected sorrows forms in my head before I lose consciousness.