Lycan remastered
For thousands of years, all Lycan kind have gathered together, the month of the Winter Solstice comes a celebratory time where the young become adults.
In the spiritual place of their ancestral beginnings, the young and unmatched s...
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The persistent humming vibrations of Namjoon's back seat made Aubrey's headache throb, it wasn't loud but it was constant and annoying since she couldn't sit up, the radio that masked her yelling added to the pressure building up inside her brain and she couldn't take it anymore.
Aubrey thrashed her legs into the car door with the bottom of her heels, suddenly the brakes sounded and Aubrey's body flung forward into the footwell, jamming her between the front and back seats.
"Shut up and behave yourself!" Namjoon yelled from the driver's seat.
The journey proceeded with Aubrey still laying awkwardly in the footwell behind Namjoon, the divide jarring into her ribs as she lay there, helpless.
Her bound wrists itched as the frayed fibres rubbed against her skin, she couldn't see them but she knew from the pain that they were red and chafed.
The car eventually came to an ease, the braking slowed as the car came to a stop, and the creak of the handbrake determined they had reached their final destination.
Being dragged from her spot by Namjoon's incredible strength, she weighed nothing as he tossed her over his shoulder and continued on her suspected, doomed path.
Aubrey was forced onto what felt like an old wooden chair, it creaked as she was placed and re-tied.
"Hello Aubrey darling.." a female voice pierced her ears as the light blinded her as the hood was removed.
Two figures stood before her as she squinted to regain some sort of sight, as the haze dissipated she managed to make out the blurs before her.
Namjoon's mother and father sat across from her poor fragile frame, her wrists were bound to the arms of the chair, and her feet were shackled together.
The room was dim and dark with an unbearable bright light swinging soullessly back and forth above her.
Namjoon entered holding a silver tray which held a syringe and a single vial of fluid, scared that the syringe was intended for herself, Aubrey strained against her bounds.
Mr Kim took the vial and syringe in each hand, the syringe pierced the vials' top and Mr Kim extracted a dose that he measured with precision.
"Not so much my husband, we don't want him to rip our darling Aubrey apart, we just want the baby disposed of" Chuckled Mrs Kim.
Namjoon looked down in disgrace, his father leaned his head to one side as stuck the needle into a prominent vein, his parents had made him a monster.
"What shall we do with the unborn cub my love?" Says Mr Kim.
"Give it to the dogs for all I care" she sneered "Oh and Namjoon my son, make sure the girl is healthy for breeding, don't scrabble her about too badly"
"Yes Mother" Namjoon bowed to his parents.
"Call us when you're successful" Mrs Kim picked up her handbag as she linked her arm through her husbands and they both left, leaving Aubrey and Namjoon alone.
