I didn’t answer. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and glanced at the screen. It was a text from my father.
‘Anna’s asking for you.’
My jaw clenched. I turned to Jim and Saul. “Hit them with it until they confess. If they still refuse and just wish for death…” I looked at Alex, my eyes hard. “You know what to do.””Yes, Alpha,” Alex said, his voice low.
I gave a single nod, turned on my heel, and walked out of the dungeon, the sound of groans and screams following me up the stairs. The smell of burning flesh clung to me like smoke.
This was just the beginning.
ANNA’S POV
Someone was entering the hospital room.
I didn’t hear the door open. Didn’t hear footsteps. But I felt it, like the air shifted, like something heavy was slowly moving towards me. A dark figure loomed closer, stepping out of the shadows. I couldn’t see much, but the closer he got, the more everything in me recognized him.
It was Ryan.
“Ryan…” I whispered, trying to sit up, though my body felt weirdly slow, like I was awake but still stuck in sleep. The room was quiet. Strangely quiet. I looked around, expecting to see Dad, Mom, Grandpa or Grandma. But the chairs were empty.
They were gone.
Only Ryan was here, just now stepping into the room like he’d been waiting for everyone to leave.
I checked the time on the wall clock.
Midnight.
Had I slept off? Was I just now waking up? Why did everything feel so… off?
The light was dim, but it wasn’t the regular hospital lighting. It was soft. Warm. Almost like the light in my bedroom back home.
And the way Ryan was looking at me, it didn’t feel normal.
It didn’t feel like a bro looking at his little sister.
It felt like a man staring at his want. His need.
His eyes were filled with darkness. With Just.
“Baby…” he murmured, that nickname flowing off his lips like it belonged there. His voice was deep, dripping with hunger. “God, I’ve missed you so fucking much.”
I couldn’t even speak. He was coming closer, step by step. I trailed my eyes down, and that’s when I saw it, his erection. It was big. Hard. Pushing against his pants so clearly, I couldn’t pretend I didn’t see it.
My eyes widened.
“Ryan!” I gasped, stunned, but he didn’t stop.
“Shhh…” he whispered. “Don’t make too much noise. I’ll be quick.”Quick?
I blinked. “W-What are you doing?” My voice was quiet, trembling, while my hands instanctively moved to pull the sheet higher up my chest. I tried to scoot back, but I couldn’t. My limbs still felt heavy, like I wasn’t fully in control of them.
Ryan started unfastening his belt, smirking like this was all normal, like we’d done this a thousand times before.
Oh my God… what was happening?
I should have screamed. I should have called for help. But instead, I froze. Not from fear.
But from how unbelievably hot he looked.
He stripped off his shirt and dropped it to the floor.
Oh my God…
His muscles looked as if they were sculpted by some artist who only knew how to make sinful, delicious men. His chest was broad. His abs looked rock hard. His skin was so smooth, so bronze, so fucking perfect. I clenched my thighs together, too ashamed to admit how wet I’d gotten just from looking.
“Don’t scream too much, baby,” he murmured, “Just watch. You’ll enjoy it. You always do.”
He grabbed my legs suddenly, making me fall onto my back. I let out a soft yelp, but he was already climbing over me.
And then… he kissed me.
Hard. Deep. Slow.
“Oh God…” I moaned, the moment his lips touched mine. It felt so good. Way too good. So skillful. So familiar, like my body already knew his mouth, knew how it felt, how it tasted.
I didn’t even think. I just reached for his neck and pulled him deeper into the kiss. My fingers laced through his soft hair. I let out another moan.
Ryan moved to my neck, trailing kisses all the way down. His lips found a spot between my shoulder and my neck, and he groaned against it.
“This is still here,” he mumbled.
Still here?
What did that even mean?
He started to undress me. My gown slid off me so easily I couldn’t even remember how I’d gotten it on in the first place. I glanced down, and to my surprise, there were no bandages. No pain. No tubes. No beeping machines. I didn’t even feel sick.
Was I still in the hospital?
Or was I back home?The room was strange. The walls looked like the hospital’s, but the smell… the soft sheets… it felt like home.
I was so confused.
Until he bit me.
My mind snapped back as his teeth sunk into my neck, not deep, just enough to mark. I shuddered.
Ryan groaned again as he moved lower.
His mouth trailed down my chest, kissing, sucking, squeezing until I was arching beneath him. His tongue circled my nipple, and I whimpered so loudly, I was sure someone could hear us.
But no one came.
He moved lower. Lower.
And then… oh my god…
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