Kyro: A Sci-fi Alien Abduction Romance (Captured by Aliens Book 5), A.G. Wilde [amazing books to read .txt] 📗

want her for one thing.

M’Agunt must have seen the thoughts fly through her head because he began to chuckle, the sound low underneath the flaps of skin at his throat.

“What do they want from me?”

M’Agunt made a movement as if he shrugged. “How should I know what they would want from such a hideous, weak species?”

As suddenly as he shrugged, his face transformed into another one of his grins. Moving close to her, his face so close she could smell his rancid breath, his eyes traveled down her face.

“What do they want from me?” he mocked. His eyes took on a dark sheen as he looked into hers as his grin dropped. “You are not worth anything else. They only want you for one thing...your cunt.”

Fuck. Him.

Pulling her head back, she launched it forward as hard as she could, slamming her forehead into M’Agunt’s nose.

With a cry, M’Agunt fell backward, a tentacle covering his face as his angry eyes turned on her.

“You dare to wound me!”

She didn’t bother to say that the wound was minor compared to what she wanted to do to him. The cutting instrument was still nestled against her spine.

She’d go down fighting rather than be taken back to the vile Tasqals.

“Fuck you.” She struggled against the restraints.

“Restrain her!” M’Agunt shouted, tentacle still nursing his nose.

The yeti-alien behind him turned his bored gaze to the other and then back to M’Agunt.

“The jekin is already restrained.”

M’Agunt groaned in frustration. “Yet, it still managed to wound me!” He glared at his accomplice.

“You!” he said, turning back to her. “You will wish you hadn’t done that.” Eyes narrowing, his mouth curved into a terrifying grin. “No physical wounds, His Excellence said. But we have another way to break you.” His voice took on a taunting intonation and Evren couldn’t help that her breathing rate increased a little.

What the fuck did he have planned?

“We must break you. His Excellence demands it.” M’Agunt stood, stretching a tentacle to a compartment above them to retrieve something. “His Excellence needs you broken for his ministrations when we arrive.” He turned back to face her, a small, circular patch at the end of his tentacle. “Broken and ready for his swelling cock, just as you jekins should be.”

His words were like poison for she felt the bile rising in her throat.

As he approached her with the patch, she tried to scoot back but was held fast by the yeti-alien close by her.

“Inject her with the serum.”

What?

She had just enough time to turn before she saw the needle going into her arm.

M’Agunt approached and stuck the patch to her temple, pressing it against her skin even as her knees began to go weak.

She tried to struggle but she couldn’t move. Whatever they’d injected her with took all the strength from her muscles.

“Activate it,” M’Agunt said. “Let her remember.”

“Mama?” Evren heard herself call.

Her voice sounded different.

Opening her eyes, she paused.

Where was she?

There were trees everywhere.

Trees. Shrubs. Vines. Roots.

This couldn’t be right.

This looked exactly like...

No.

The terror crawling up her spine had her standing on shaky feet to look around her.

No.

Her heartbeat was pounding in her head so hard; she could hardly hear herself breathing.

She shouldn’t be here. How was it possible that she was here?

“Mama?” she called once more.

Her voice.

Her voice sounded different...like a child’s.

Glancing down at herself, she almost collapsed.

She was...

She was little again.

The same shoes. The same dress.

That day when she’d gotten lost.

She was there again.

She’d just been following the bunny. The one that looked like she did.

She hadn’t meant to get lost.

How? How was this possible?

“Papa?”

No.

Papa is dead.

Father is dead. Why are you calling for Papa?

“Mama?”

Mama is dead.

What was happening to her?

Turning, she tried to find the way she’d come. She needed to find Mama. Mama and Papa would be looking for her.

No.

No!

They were dead.

It felt like a fight in her mind. She was fighting with herself—against the Evren that she knew now and the Evren back then.

The young Evren.

The scared Evren.

It was as if her mind couldn’t differentiate the past from her present.

They want to break you.

They’re trying to break you.

As her little-self began to run through the forest, trying to find her way, Evren tried to focus.

This was not real.

It couldn’t be.

Her little-self tripped then, her body falling face down hard. The pain in her little bones felt real.

Picking up herself, she began to run again.

Which way was home?

She didn’t know which way was home.

Alone.

Alone.

She was alone.

A sound somewhere in the forest had her freezing, her breath held in her little throat.

She didn’t know what that was.

She needed to find Mama and Papa.

She needed to get home.

The fear was creeping into her as if she was right back there.

She could feel her little heart beating hard, the chills running up her skinny, little arms and down her spine.

It was getting dark and she was terrified and alone.

Mama and Papa weren’t close.

She couldn’t find them.

She was lost.

She was alone.

No! Her real-self fought back against the thoughts. You’ve lived through this before. Don’t let it get to you.

This isn’t real.

THIS ISN’T REAL.

Evren wasn’t sure when they moved from the shuttle to another vessel. She was barely aware of her surroundings or how much time had passed. She was barely aware of anything.

When they finally removed the patch, she’d awakened in a cage beside some strange four-legged round, furry things in cages like she was.

It took her a few moments to realize she wasn’t on the shuttle anymore and that they were on some sort of cargo ship.

Had they already given her to the Tasqals?

As the thought came, a large metal door opened, and she could make out M’Agunt approaching through her blurred vision.

He stopped by her cage and regarded her. “Still lucid. Apply the patch again. She will be broken by the next day.”

No.

She tried to rise and realized she was no longer restrained but her body was still weak from whatever drug they’d given her.

No.

She opened her mouth to scream as the yeti-alien opened the cage and came toward her,