Predator by KL Donn

Author:KL Donn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KL Donn

CHAPTER 13

Della

I’ve heard of sensory deprivation before, but never in my wildest dreams did I imagine I’d experience it. I’ve been strapped to a chair, hands bound behind my back, ankles tied to the legs of the chair, and a bag over my head.

It feels like I’ve been here for weeks when I know it’s only been hours. I don’t know what they plan to do with me, but it can’t be anything good. They haven’t said anything since taking me so violently from Holy. I don’t even know if he’s alive after all the shots I heard as I was being thrown into their vehicle.

I’m lost in a world I don’t understand, and I have nothing but the gifts I was born with. Only they aren’t doing me any good right now because nobody is around, and with how terrified I am, I’m unsure if they’d be any help right now anyway.

Panic encroaches the longer I sit here, and I know if I don’t do something, I’ll pass out and be completely at their mercy. Closing my eyes, even though I can’t see, I picture Holy. Wrapped in his arms is the only time I’ve ever felt truly safe in my life.

In my mind, we’re back in the cabin, lying in bed after making love, and he’s lightly drawing on my flesh with the tip of his finger, telling me all about what our life will be like when we get back to the city. Together, we’re laughing and teasing each other, and I feel the warmth of his love for me like never before.

Being connected to Holy on such an elemental level is the happiest I’ve ever been, and I want so many more years of that.

“Holy,” I whisper his name out loud. Somewhere in my brain, I imagine him able to hear me. “Please find me. Bring me home.” It’s the only thing I want. To be his. By his side until the day we die.

Discerning a noise from behind, I’m brought back to reality, and my chest tightens again. As someone enters the room, the sinister force in their aura overtakes me. They don’t care about me, what I’ve been through, or what will happen to me.

I’m nothing to these people. A nobody.

Unless I can give them what they want…and I refuse to do so.

The familiarity of the hatred and evilness exuding from him makes me wonder…Was it him for all those months watching me? Was my father and Holy wrong about it being Sean Smith? Oh god.

Remaining silent is harrowing when all I want to do is ask questions or scream at the mystery person. Waiting is brutal on the nerves. When I feel the touch of his finger on my shoulder, I nearly jump out of my skin.

“I hear you can heal with a touch.” His voice moves in next to my ear, whispering as if he’s telling me a secret. His breath is stale, and he smells like sweat. Holding back the gag in my throat, I concentrate on the fact that if Holy is alive, he’s coming for me.

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