Chapter 4.
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"usually eat alone." I hesitantly respond, averting my eyes from him.
I would definitely join you. I took a bottle of wine because it appears that you need something to drink." Alan extends an offer.
"Yes, exactly why not?" Alan responds with a broad smile on his face:
Before he hands me the open bottle of wine I am sure he is been sipping from, Alan sits down next to me. I grab the bottle and guzzle some wine without thinking. Although I am not a big fan of wine, Alan is being polite. I reasoned that I should not be unpleasant because I do not receive kindness very often. All I want is for us to escape detection.
I sip more wine, a few more times, and then I resume eating. It feels a little off to me. I am not sensitive to wine normally, but this one is making me feel woozy practically immediately. I can not even be inebriated or tipsy. I was not a big drinker. Something feels off in my head.
"How are you doing?" I place my hands over my head and ask Alan questions.
"Not at all. Will you please lead me to my room?" I inquire.
"If you would like, I could assist you to my room. We could have a little fun, and I bet I have a better bed than you do." Alan touches my thigh and then slides his hand up my leg, making suggestions.
"No!" I try to push his hand away, shouting. We clearly do not think alike, and I am not sure what Alan is thinking.
People take my rejection poorly. "You s**t!"
Alan yells, then gives me a forceful slap across the face.
My cheque hurts. I try to put my hand against my cheek, but Alan swatts it away and then tightly clutches it, sending a shooting pain up my arm. "If you do not struggle, this will go more quickly." Lowly, he says.
My body is uncomfortable, and I can feel my body heating up. If I am about to enter an early heat. My partner has not marked me, so I can not be getting hot. Unless someone drugged me. I have heard of several medicines that can make a woman incredibly aroused. Because the drug's effects do not go away until the female has intercourse, it is risky. Regarding the medicine, there is another thing I seem to be forgetting. I do not think Alan would drug me, but I am not really familiar with him.
My mind is racing with great s****l desire, making it impossible for me to think clearly. What is taking place?
Alan jumps all over me, securing me to the floor. His hands are tearing at my garments. No matter how lustful I am, I refuse to have s*x with this man. I do what I can because I am incapable of acting on my own volition.
"Aid!" I let out a few desperate screams before Alan's rough palm covers my mouth.
"Stop talking!" He issues a caution. He yells in pain as I bite into his hand. He gets loud and upset when he realises I am making a big deal out of it.
Alan turns hostile and starts pulling my clothes off. My body is getting too hot to fight, even though I attempt. I am becoming uncontrollable. Abruptly, there is a vicious snarl coming from the distance. Alan has torn my body apart. I see Alan's body ricochet against the wall and onto the floor, thudding. I look to King Rollin, my saviour. Alan is the target of his ire.
"Leave now before I murder you." Rollin the King snarls at Alan. Alan flees like a coward without pausing for thought. King Rollin's gaze comes to me. "Are you alright?" "No." I give a headshake. I gesture towards the bottle.
King Rollin puts his palm on my forehead, smells the bottle, and takes it up. You are becoming hot under the collar. You are not yet in heat. What did you get from that coward?"
"Are you alright, King Rollin?" Another man rushes over.
"Beta Clint, I am okay, but she is not." King Rollin gives the bottle to his own Beta, Beta Clint. "I need your medical expertise to determine what an omega man drugged her with, obviously." Beta Clint gives the bottle a sniff.
It is called razeweed. This medication simulates the heat of a female. She will experience a false sense of heat and require s****l activity to overcome the effects of the medicine. She will remain in artificial heat if not. This medication carries a high risk of abuse. If this medicine does not satisfy her wolves, they have gone insane. It would not have been sufficient that you found her with an omega. The stronger the male, generally, the greater the she-wolf's chances of experiencing the drug's effects." Beta Clint responds.
"Please, please assist me," the Lycan King pleads. So be it if I have to have s*x in order to exist. I can not take some dumb medicine and die or go insane. I ought to have maintained my vigilance. "All right. I am the only one who will touch her."
With a little too much possession, King Rollin declares.
He lifts me up in his arms with strength. I go crazy when he touches me. This was not how it felt when Alan touched me. Why does King Rollin's body radiate sparks all the way to my f*****g core? Is it because he is a more powerful and esteemed wolf? Right now, I do not think it matters; all I need is for him to reverse the effects of this medication. Even though I know I should be able to resist, I can't. a We ride to a black automobile with King Rollin. He glides into the car with me still in his arms when his Beta unlocks the door for him. "Meet me at my hotel." He gives orders. Beta Clint gives a nod of his head and closes the door. Rollin King gives my hair a pat. "You do not need to worry, small wolf; I will see to it that you receive the right treatment." His words cause my body to tremble with intense eagerness. Why am I so drawn to him? I am going to stay with the theory that the drug is looking for a stronger wolf when the automobile leaves.
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