“Here, drink. I am aware of your thirst after our recent encounter,” he smirked, offering me a glass of juice.
I was reluctant to accept it, however I am aware he will be displeased if I do not. I took the drink and was still deliberating whether to consume it or not. He approaches me and inserts his fingers into my v****a; lacking any undergarments, his fingers became moist from my arousal.
“Hasten and consume it, or I shall engage with you once more,” he stated.
I swiftly consumed the drink and returned the cup to him. My head began to spin instantly, and my eyesight became clouded until I lost consciousness.
Jessica’s Position
The chirping of birds and the gentle caress of the cool breeze on my cheek awakened me from slumber. I felt really fatigued; my bones were weary, and extending my limbs was a challenge. I felt utterly exhausted; I had never experienced such a sensation before. It seemed as though all my bones had been crushed into fragments, leaving me devoid of any robust skeletal structure.
The shades were drawn, rendering the space quite dim and humid. However, I was still able to perceive my surroundings, owing to the lamp on the nightstand.
I attempted to sit up, but I grimaced in agony due to the pulsating pain in my brain. I experienced an excruciating headache, so intense that I believed my head might rupture. Oh dear Goddess, what is transpiring within me? What is the reason for my profound lethargy and persistent discomfort? What occurred to me? Where am I?
I surveyed the room, and it was entirely unfamiliar. I did not reside in my chamber in the human realm with Jimmy. The room did not belong to me in the Alpha King’s palace. It was neither my chamber in my father’s residence nor in Aunt Liza’s domicile. This chamber was peculiar, adorned with exquisite and refined furnishings. The white walls and elegant, soothing dcor of the room would immediately induce comfort in everyone.
However, I felt entirely uncomfortable. Not while I remained uncertain of my whereabouts and the circumstances of my arrival. I searched my mind for the last recollection, but the excruciating migraine rendered me unable to recall anything. The severity of my head’s throbbing resembled a migraine rather than a typical headache. I massaged my temples, attempting to alleviate the excruciating ache I was experiencing.
I commenced vociferating for assistance, apprehensive that I may have been abducted.
“Assistance required!”I shouted, disregarding the ache in my brain. I must escape this location; I am uncertain of my surroundings and experience a profound sense of fear. I beseech that someone hears my plea and liberates me from this chamber.
“Someone, please rescue me!”I shouted once again while gradually descending from the bed. My vision was rather obscured, and I remained sat until it clarified. I opened my mouth to shout once more, when the door swung open.
The Alpha King entered with a stride unusual for nobility. He wore denim shorts and a white t-shirt. He held a glass of champagne and sipped from it. His presence triggered my instinct for self-protection, prompting me to swiftly pull the duvet over my entire body. It will only take a few seconds before he attempts to position himself between my legs again.
He offered a feigned smile and consumed another sip of his beverage. His eyes traversed my body, stripping me of my clothing in his gaze.
“I observe you are finally awake,” he remarked with amusement, as if I were entertaining him in some manner. It merely provoked my irritation.
“Where am I?” I enquired sternly, though I was somewhat apprehensive. His presence here intensified my discomfort.
“You are in my beach house, located on my private island,” he stated to me.
I exclaimed with astonishment at his statement, “What?”
I intended to label him a corpulent, repugnant deceiver. I desperately wanted to confront him about his deceitfulness. However, I suddenly perceived the sound of waves tumultuously colliding with the coast, confirming that he was not jesting.
“How did I arrive at this point?” I enquired, already quaking from the surge of anxiety accumulating within me.
“Make an estimation,” he replied casually, resting against the wall.
At that moment, I recalled the final event preceding my loss of consciousness. He provided me some juice to consume, and immediately thereafter, I experienced dizziness and subsequently fainted.
“You administered a drug to me!” I exclaimed, loathing him even more than before. What caused his warped and wicked nature? If I had known he was nefarious, I would have unequivocally declined the drink.
“I administered an elixir to your drink that will induce a brief slumber. Furthermore, it will obstruct your capacity to establish a mind-link with anyone. Consequently, you are unable to mind-link your deceitful companion or your foolish friend, Bria,” he boasted, grinning broadly.
