25. Candy

Igroaned as I came to. I didn't know where I was, what was happening, but a blindfold pressed hard on my eyes, and my wrists were bound behind me, legs stretched out, my ankles fastened together, too. There was another strip of cloth across my mouth, and cable ties cut into my wrists and ankles.

We were moving, my back firm against rumbling cold metal. It was some kind of car or van, with a hard plastic floor bumping under me. It was cold, but not freezing, and there was a sheet covering my body, so at least I wasn't completely exposed.

I tried to take in my surroundings. It had been years since I'd been attacked. The guys who came after me never went this far. It was usually them throwing themselves on top of me and forcing me as I screamed. It only ended if I escaped or they got what they wanted, and I hadn't seen anything this sophisticated before.

I pressed my arms back, trying to push myself away from the wall, find a way to get myself loose or talk through the material digging into my cheeks.

"Don't bother. We'll shoot you if you try."

A bolt of fear pierced me at the low voice. It came from my right, and I looked in that direction, though there wasn't a chance I could see him. I didn't recognise the voice, though he sounded confident enough that I believed him. There was a click from his direction that could be a gun or just a sound from the van.

"Shit though. Did you see the big fucker go down?" Another voice came from in front of me.

My heart picked up as I twisted my wrists, testing to see if there was any slack.

"Took two fucking shots to get him. I mean, I knew they were huge, but fucking hell."

My heart froze, swallowing my whine as I realised what they were saying.

The last thing I remembered was falling asleep in Odin's arms. I didn't know how they'd managed to grab me from the room. What had they done to them?

"Hey." The one in front kicked at me, catching my ankle, and I flinched away, only to thump against the cold metal. "How the fuck did you manage to take a cock that big?"

"She's a fucking whore, Jerry. What did you expect?" I couldn't tell if there were more of them. There had to be someone driving, at least. I'd escaped from two alphas before, but not in this kind of situation.

"Shut up, idiot. No names."

Bile rose in my throat as my body writhed with need. My alphas had sated my heat enough for me to sleep, but it was already coming back with full force.

Drawing in a breath, my chest deflated in relief when I realised they were betas. Their scents were too weak to be alphas or omegas, and there was no tang of scent blockers. I was safe for now.

But, under the gag, I was panting. Sweat was already beading under my arms, and even the lightest brush of my nipples against the sheet triggered warm flushes pulsing out from my pussy.

I just had to breathe through my nose and keep myself calm. I could do that. I was strong enough for this.

I couldn't react properly until I knew what was actually happening. It felt like the van was going too fast. If I did get free and somehow dodged them, I couldn't jump out like this. I had to trust they wouldn't shoot me until it stopped.

Rubbing my wrists and shaking my ankles, I started struggling again. I threw my head back, whimpering as my head connected with the metal wall.

"Stop moving, for fuck's sake," one of them snapped.

My heart raced with a mix of heat and fear. In the past, when alphas attacked me, I didn't really care if they killed me, as long as they didn't make it hurt. The ones who beat me were the worst. But this time, I had to survive.

One last jerk had me falling sideways; my shoulder hit the floor of the van with a heavy thud.

I felt a body lean over me, trying to push me up, and I took my chance.

I bolted forward, kicking out my bound legs as a ‘fuck you' for even daring to kidnap me.

I was sure it wouldn't do anything, but as my foot connected with something hard, satisfaction bubbled in me as one of them yelled out. My foot throbbed, but it was worth it to hear him swear.

"Fucking hell!" one of them shouted.

"Come on, just chloroform her."

"We're almost there, though."

"Whatever. It's not like he cares if they're awake or not."

I moaned through the gag. Just because I had a lot more control over my heats since they began didn't stop me from being weak.

I thought thrashing around would stop them from getting to me, but they caught me, grabbed my shoulders, and pinned me down.

The last thing I felt was one of them clenching my hair, yanking my head back, and the harsh alcohol sting of chloroform suffocating me as a cloth was shoved against my face, and I sank into darkness.