Captive Slave 130

Chapter 130

AEKERIA

The figure remained motionless, as if frozen in time. Nothing happened.

"Forget him. He's not bothering us, is he?" the leader snarled, turning his attention back to Aekeira. "Now, my fair one, where were we?"

"Leave me alone!" Ackeira's breath hitched, shaking with rage and fear. She had been so sure it was the grand lord, yet the figure's inaction filled her with doubt. Had she been mistaken?

But her body only turned traitor for one male. And right now, it was pulsing with familiar warmth. It must be him.

Hands groped at her, lifting her garment higher, as a calloused hand clamped onto her jaw. "Hope you remain this feisty by the time we are done with you."

"Friends," a voice laced with unease broke in. "I am not at ease with this. That is definitely an Urekai. The robes are a dead giveaway."

The others faltered, bravado waning as their eyes shifted toward the shadowed figure.

"So what? They do not care what we do in our free time, and tonight, we're off-duty. Let it go, you idiot." The leader smiled, smacking the nervous man on the back of his head.

Their hesitation vanished, their focus returning to their prey. Aekeira fought with renewed desperation, trying to keep her garment down even as they cruelly forced it up, their foul breath hot on her skin.

But she was no match for their strength. She closed her eyes. A hand reached for her undergarments and-

A blood-curdling scream pierced the night.

Aekeira's eyes flew open, just in time to witness one of her assailants being violently torn away from her. His hands was ripped off and discarded like puppet dolls.

paces away, bathed in

by one, the men were killed, each in a more gruesome way than the last. Their cries of

stepped into the light, revealing the savage features of

than human gray, locked onto hers as he seized another man. Without breaking eye contact,

struggles weakening with each passing moment until he hung

with the sounds of their frantic footsteps.

of breaking bones, tearing flesh, and bodies hitting the

Aekeira. It was the first time she had ever seen him fight. Not

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effortlessly. Unfeelingly. Did not

easily drain you dry, he had told her once. Only now did she grasp how easily he could make that

Merilyn's voice whispered

and her legs ached, the darkness swallowing her whole. Eventually, she collapsed against a

snapped nearby and Aekeira froze,

her instincts

more. But this time, she did not get far. A strong hand grabbed her from behind, and she shrieked as she

rasped, his breath hot against her skin. His grip tightened on her waist, possessively. "I

you stink of the human?" His voice

in my thoughts all the damn time? All I want is to bury myself deep inside you. To stick

you

I wish for

you

this was something

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