Chapter 3
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Reina’s POV
Slowly the rain began to subside, gradually until it returned back to drizzling. I’d continued my prayers till now, I was done. It was already late and I strolled through the minor exit gate of the campus directly opposite the campus to the main road, fear gripped me.
There was no sign of an empty cap. All the ones I’d seen and were set to see would be occupied. This is what happens each time it has just finished raining. I stood for over thirty minutes without any sign.
“I’ll have to stroll back home.” I said within myself.
“No! No! No!” My wolf whimpered, set into panic.
“What? What’s wrong?” She didn’t respond but continued going rampant right inside of me. After about a minute of trying to understand what was going on without being able to, I set forward on the long road home. I had nowhere to stay other than return to the Chapel, I couldn’t stay at the large Chapel alone.
My thoughts went back to Julian. Look at that! What if he came to attack? I imagined with a shrug of my shoulders. I hastened my steps. After walking ten minutes on the major road, I delved into the lonely narrow road that led towards Convent Avenue. Being a nun, I’d prayed, I wasn’t meant to expect any bad but my wolf wouldn’t let me have peace. Shoving it aside, I progressed on the journey. There hasn’t been any report of armed robbery or theft on this road for the past three years, although there have been in other places. Anyone could be afraid of walking at night but there was no security threat.
Even as there weren't any threats around, my heart and feet began to feel heavy. A sign of evil about to happen. “It will never happen!” I assured myself and continued. I was least expecting when a sack bag was thrown over my face, dragging me downwards, same thing I watched in the movies. My heart paused beating for a few seconds replaying all the memories of my life right before me in case I die and this will be the last time I get to remember my past.
“Yeahhhhhhh!” A huge voice roared in fiery excitement as I was hacked off the ground, my bag with my phone grabbed away.
“Oh moon goddess. Please help me.” My voice cracked. No one needed to tell me, just being grabbed like this, I knew who they were, what they could do. The counsels of our Mothers at the Convent began to replay, each in my head, one after the other.
“Nuns should never trek out or in from a long distance.” Mother Catrolina.
“You should never take lonely roads as nuns.” Mother Clara.
“Nuns should never stay late.” This was made by the Mother General, Mother Mary Lucy Alvin. The one in charge.
Hot ears burnt in my eyes but it was too late. I didn’t know if I should be angry with myself for not sticking to the instructions that were given. My heart beat a zillion times up, wanting to explode in anger at myself but then I guessed again, rain did all these.
Why should I be angry at myself?
“We’ve caught one of the virgins.” The same thick voice like that of before brushed over my ear. The engine of a car was already looming.
Oh Goddess!
“They live far away in the Convent, never wanting to come out here or to let their cars stroll this road.” The next voice sneered.
“I’ve gotten my revenge by capturing one of them.”
What happened to the person he’s avenging for? It was a great reason to know.
No! This looks like a set up.
Professor Julian played in my mind. An atheist. What was he doing inside the Chapel by the time heavy rain was falling? His classes ended in the morning and the staff quarters weren’t any way close to the Chapel. Each thought came with evoking emotions. A thousand thoughts ran through my veins.
“Get her inside the car, today we are going to desecrate one of them and eventually kill her.”
“Urghhh?”
“Guess I didn’t hear that well?”
The blindfold was still over my face. I got pushed, forced to sit on what seemed like the back seat of the car.
“You were asking if you didn’t hear me well?” The last voice taunted. He sat beside me to the left, I could feel his breath on my cheeks. I jerked to the right forgetting there was a man, my face fell on his, my hand spread to her scrotum.
Oh goddess!
Double regrets.
Soon after the car set into motion, the blindfold was removed. They were going somewhere else as the car was going the direct opposite of where I was to walk home. I flinched from the road to see who had abducted me. My face fell.
Grave faces. Tall, huge, dark-skinned and all masked.
Sinister grins flushed their cheeks as their eyes met with mine. Electric shock striked. I can’t be in any way close to these kinds of men.
I burst into tears, wanting help but seeing no one to call. The car was speeding along the expressway. I wanted to call “mommy” but she wasn’t there. “Daddy” but he’s not here either.
Julian.
I thought, contradicting myself. At the moment, I wasn’t blaming this on him, rather I wished he could appear right here and save me from these men. They kept speeding at immeasurable speed. Getting dazed. There was no hope for me.
This was my first time getting close to kidnappers, I’d never even or heard such happen to any of our nuns. Now it was happening to me. “Oh goddess,” I cried, burying my face on my palms.
“Sister,” the gang leader explained in a low, indifferent tone. “Save your tears for the bullet. Our minds are already made up. No matter how hard you cry, I will never release you.”
I couldn’t bring myself to speak.
“The more you cry, the more the punishment.” The man on the right chuckled so loudly, cracking into serious laughter. Balling my fist, I shook my head furiously. I needed to pray. I was going to pray, if not, why am I a nun?
The screech of the car. It turned swiftly in less than a second and was about to zoom off when a white Lamborghini cornered it from the front. Lights were blinking and sirens were horning. Police? The cops in California here don’t use Lamborghini.
My abductors turned around speeding off while the Lamborghini chased on us. Their hilux was swift. They drove to an alley so the Lamborghini would miss them. My joy ceased. They stopped, taking me away. The buildings were sort of old and looking abandoned. No one, except us, was in sight.
As one of them curved my body over his shoulders, he spanked my ass. Feeling violated, I cried. “Why are you doing this to me?” I’m a nun, the worst thing anyone could do to me was to violate me.
“Oh God, if you don’t do anything, I’m going to die.”
Barely finishing my prayer, a car pulled over. Light shone. The Lamborghini again. A strange smile curved my lips. The same man stepped out but seeing the gun pointed again at us, I had to think twice. Even if he was for good, who is he and why did he come for me?
The street lamps in the alley illuminated everywhere. The men carrying me froze upon seeing the gun. “Release her lest I gun you down.” Alarm crossed my face at the command.
Who’s he?
The moment he came closer, a familiar scent sank through my nostrils and my wolf was howling in excitement again.
Our mate has come to save us!
Our mate has come to save us!
Which mate? Julian?
He pulled off his mask and my breath gusted in shock. My jaw dropped while my legs weakened. I can’t believe this. My abductors hitched a sign of shock like they suddenly recognized him. I watched them step back, hands released in the air upon dropping me to the ground. My eyes were now roaming between them and Julian.
The mere thought of my atheist professor having a gun now with him, targeting my abductors and them gasping at him pulling over his mask got me dazed. The moment I heard gunshots and bodies falling, my soul left my body. I collapsed to the ground, feeling my consciousness sailing away.
Princess! Princess!!
Are you alright?
The scent was deeply over me, the presence was stronger but I only felt my breath sailing away. Then darkness.
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