Alien Romance: Desired By The Alien Boss: A Scifi Alien Abduction Romance (Alien Romance, Alien Invasion Romance, BBW) (Rusneon Mates Book 2) (15 page)
Authors: Ashley Hunter
The realization of her mistake—of this
insanely idiotic
blunder—only made her already building fear for her life skyrocket. She had given up familiar streets for unknown towering branches and shifting shadows of the dark.
She had only been able to take a few more steps into the unknown before gravity took hold of one of her feet and yanked her down an unexpected decline. The scream that began in her throat ended out in a feeble cry of pain as Cecilia tumbled down the rivers of shadows and sharp jagged rocks.
The ground evened out, her ribs aching and her mouth tasting of blood. Her body finished rolling, falling hard against the trunk of a tree.
Her skull smacked hard against the wood, making her already dizzy eyesight become riddled with spots and heaving visions that made no sense.
Groaning, Cecilia tried to push herself to her feet, grimacing when she felt the skin of her knees sting violently.
“Whoa there, baby,” the words were warbled and strange in her ears.
Adrenaline surged clarity back into her head when Cecilia realized who the voice belonged to. Blinking up, she spotted the same man whom had called her out, waltzing towards her with a smile that stabbed into her eyes.
“Have a nice trip?”
Wolves—huge and impossibly wide—bled into sight and beneath the shattered fractions of moonlight that burst through the canopy above. They stared at her with nothing short of amused starvation and black desire.
“P-please,” Ceci croaked out, whimpering when one of her palms slid roughly against the wood of the tree. It hurt.
She begged, “Please, don’t… don’t kill me.”
“Why would we want to kill you?”
The man chuckled, and the other wolves let out sounds that were rough huffs of breath and wheezing that might have been laughs. Might have been growls.
“It makes no sense to kill such a pretty bride.”
This made no sense to Ceci.
“What—what do you mean?”
The man shook his head, snorting through his snout, “I guess introductions are called for, all things considered. I’m Caleb, this here is my pack, and you? You are the next in line to expand our pack into one of the biggest around. It’s a pretty ingenious idea, and I’m sure you’re familiar with it, but we’ve been looking for pretty little things like you with hips like yours… You’ll be popping out litters of pups far easier than the others, I’m sure. Don’t you think so, Kip?”
“Oh I know so, Cal.”
One of the wolves spoke, its skin shifted slightly between animal and man.
Ceci stared in terrified awe. “I reckon she’ll last much longer too… just look at all that flesh…”
Caleb gave a sound that might have been a purr of satisfaction, his eyes honing right on hers, black with lust.
“She’s rather pretty… not bad for my third bride, eh?”
The group let out a few joined howls that opened into malicious laughs.
Ceci swallowed, shaking and gasping faster now that she understood what they wanted. This was much worse than death… and right now, she wished they had just killed her, wished that when she fell… she had fallen to her death.
A babble of pleadings and sobs exploded from Ceci’s mouth as she saw them approach. Her wide eyes searched wildly through the darkened woods to find anything that could serve as a weapon, literally anything that could help her.
Caleb was barely a few feet away, his expression staining her mind with an image that would never leave her, and Cecilia let out a final shriek, hoping that someone could save her.
The end of her shriek ended in an abrupt sound that was so explosive, it drilled into her ears and made her curl into herself instinctively. The sound seemed to have surprised her attackers as well, and they all glanced in the direction of the source.
Through a single column of moonlight, another man stood, one of his hands held a small pistol in his hands high in the air. It was difficult to see his face, yet his body was tall and strong, muscles flexing tightly beneath his clothes.
“I hate to interrupt your little party,” the man spoke, his voice grave and barely hiding disgust.
“But you seem to be in the wrong part of the forest here.”
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