The sickened luna’s last chance

Chapter 135

Chapter 135

Ella & Alexander

Ella

The world kept slipping in and out of focus.

One moment I was sitting at the restaurant table, the next I was being carried out the back door, seeing Lilith’s bloodied head on the ground behind me, and then I found myself staring at the back of a car seat, my cheek pressed against cracked leather.

My head felt like it was filled with cotton. When I tried to lift it, everything spun.

“There we go, sweetheart. Just relax.”

The man’s voice came from somewhere above me, but it sounded distorted, like he was speaking underwater. Or maybe I was the one who was underwater, drowning, sinking. I tried to turn toward the sound, but my neck wouldn’t cooperate.

“What…” My own voice sounded strange and slurred. “What did you…”

“Shh. Don’t fight it. Makes everything easier.”

I blinked hard, trying to clear my vision. The man was driving with one hand on the steering wheel, the other reaching back to… to touch my leg.

I tried to pull away but my body wouldn’t listen. My arms felt like they weighed a thousand pounds.

“Get away from me…”

ugly sound. “You’re

He knew

This wasn’t just

a better look at where we were going, but something was wrong with my wrists. When I looked down, I saw silver duct tape wrapped around them, binding them

no, no…” I struggled against the restraints,

the man said. “You’re

jarring me against the door Through the window, I could see we were no longer in town. Trees flashed by

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held up something small and rectangular. A

“Smile for me, sweetheart.”

he kept taking pictures, the flashes hurting my drugged retinas even through

onto what felt like a dirt road. Branches scraped against the windows as we drove deeper into the forest. And then

my side of the car. When he opened the door, I tried to scramble away, but my legs wouldn’t support me. He caught me easily, and the acrid scent of his

Don’t want you hurting yourself before

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old barn, maybe, or some kind of storage building. The

pushed open a door. “Nice and private. No

feet dragged across the dirt floor as he hauled me toward the back

my hands bound. My shoulder hit the ground hard, sending

man said, pulling out the camera

again. I tried to turn away, but he grabbed my

of the drugs began to wear off. “Please don’t

want to. Someone’s paying me very well to make sure you have a

Someone was paying him?